Fullerton

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Sweet shop run...

this street is the scene of many a frantic cycle to the sweet shop (aka village shop) at the bottom of the hill, eager to hand over our week's pocket money to Mr Knight who ran the shop.

This view is roughly from the pub on the corner (the red lion?), that was run by a landlord that strangely became rather irate when his triumph stag was pelted with mud balls from a strategically positioned hedge. happy days...

A memory of Wherwell contributed by sebastian buck

National Service

My name is Graham Ward and between 1955 - 1957 I was a National Serviceman based at the RAPC camp just outside Stockbridge.  I have fond memories of Stockbridge and would like to renew aquaintance with anyone who remembers me.

Please email me at 'gk.ward@sky.com' for a chat.
A memory of Stockbridge contributed by Graham Ward

On Parade

March 1954. I had been in the RE's 10 months when I first set eyes on the transit camp in Barton Stacey better known as Barton Stalag. I was sent there on transit for Korea along with another half a troop ship load of squadies. I remember a Sergeant Major who lived there and had a wooden bungalow with what seemed umpteen kids and was in charge of our draft. For some unknown reason we would parade each morning on the concrete paths around our huts and in front of his bungalow and not on that huge square for some unknown reason. He would carry a large stick this a big knob on the end which he used ...read more here
A memory of Barton Stacey contributed by george larbey

A Childhood Revisited

So many memories, where to start? I was born 1961 and grew up in The Crescent, just off Weyhill Road.......the rattling trains full of gravel making the house shake, the outside toilet (visits in the middle of the night in winter were at olympic record level), Mrs Mabeys apple trees...scrumping i think it was called! The smell of the pig farm if the wind was in the wrong direction on a hot summers day, building camps in Gallaghers Woods and wow betide anyone who dared venture in! The Big Bonfire at King George Road playing fields, Portway School and its fantastic playground (Health & Safety bods would be quaking in their shoes now, but OMG was so fab!).

Does ...read more here
A memory of Andover contributed by Kim Burnett