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Godshill, Village and Church 1913
Godshill, Village and Church 1913 Ref: 66173
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 Wroxall, High Street c1955 (ref: W546006) |
Grandmother's Abode A memory of Wroxall, Isle of Wight At the bottom of the hill on the right I believe that tall building belonged to the local bakers. The low building next to it - this side of the bakers - is a thatched cottage where my grandmother lived. My mother grew up here. The cottage housed around 3/4 families but it has now been made into one home. Over the years the thatched cottage has also been a restaurant. I visited my grandparents many times at this cottage. Posted: 13/05/2007 15:51 by M Allen |
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Grandad's War Days And Our Family Hols A memory of Arreton, Isle of Wight My grandfather was stationed on the island "During the War"and was very friendly with a family from Arreton called Hendy. The mother's name was Lil and the father was affectionally called"Tit" (because he was quite small). After the war, my gramps and all the family visited Aunt Lil and Uncle Tit quite frequently. Tit grew his own veg in a back garden, I remember picking pea swads for him when I visited. They had a daughter called Ena (can't remember her husband's name) and a grandson called Ralph. Ralph, my mum said, worked for a garage somewhere in Sandown when he got older. The last address I have for Ena is at Arreton, near Newport, I.O.W. They were always very friendly and welcoming and were more like family than friends. Ena wrote to my gran in 1983 to say her father had passed away on March 8th, he was 91. I am thinking of revisiting the Island sometime this year (2008) and would like to contact anyone who can remember the family, perhaps Ralph himself, maybe, who knows? My grandfather was called William Banks (Bill) his wife was Agnes and their son was called Keith. He married Veronica (Vera) and had three girls, Joanne, Stephanie and Frances. (We are all from Bolton, Lancashire). I had fantastic holidays here and felt the place was magical.We did all the usual stuff, beach days and picnics up on the downs watching the planes, driving down the tree arched country lanes and visiting Blackgang chine, Godshill village and Carrisbrooke Castle, Alum Bay and hilly Ventnor. The evenings were balmy and star-filled with never-ending displays of fireflies swirling through the air. I've never seen them anywhere else in such abundance. I always remember the sand was so hot on the beach that you had to run from the surf's edge to your deck chair, or towel, so your feet didn't burn. My favourite place was Brown's boating lake, Sandown. On our later holidays we stayed in a guest house owned by Mr and Mrs Connolly in Sandown and Mr Connolly worked at Brown's so we had free boat use and an occasional ice cream too. My sister has visited friends on the Island in the last few years and says it is still quite unspoiled and quaint. I wonder if I have jogged anyone's memory of those war years, or of the late 60s and early 70s. Last edited: 05/03/2008 09:11 by Joanne Fisk |
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Year: 1940s
An Arreton Childhood A memory of Arreton, Isle of Wight I lived in Arreton from birth until my marriage. My family consisted of Dad and Mum, my sister Gill, my paternal grandparents and a retired infant teacher Miss Muskett. She taught me at home before I began school at the village CE school where I remained from 1936-1942. Headmaster was Mr White known to us all as Skipper White. At school in wartime meant carrying our gas masks everywhere, getting to the air raid shelter if a raid occurred while we were at school. During the Battle of Britain we had no time to get to the shelter and had to get under our desks for cover as the planes fought in the sky above us. Sometimes we were machine-gunned as we were out in the fields and had to dive for a ditch or hedge. Living in the village meant joining in the various organisations. I was a member of the Methodist Church, a Brownie in the village Brownie Pack and later a Guide. We entered in the annual Horticultural show, with vases of named wild flowers, cookery and handicrafts. I only managed the flowers and cookery, handicrafts were not my cup of tea! We roamed the fields, the Downs, the copses and the streams in the village, sometimes in the holidays being out all day with our friends. We knew where to find the first primroses, wild violets and kingcups in the Spring, the Bee orchids in the Summer and the conkers and sweet chestnuts in the autumn. There was also a large walnut tree in a field near the downs where we always went to get the nuts in autumn. Walnuts straight from the tree have a vastly different taste from those sold in the shops. The streams and the River Yar afforded much entertainment - catching sticklebacks in the streams, looking for frog spawn and toad spawn in the ponds and paddling in the river which had fish and eels in it. As a small village, we knew all the people in it and especially those who were members of the Chapel to which we belonged. We also had several relatives living close by. My grandfather's sister Aunt Alice, his neices Aunt Amy, Auntie Rose and Auntie Lin all lived a few doors away. The village shop and post office was next door but one and Norah the daughter of the Shop owner took me to school when I first began. She is still a close friend today. Although I no longer live in Arreton, but two miles away in Newchurch parish, my interests are still there as I still belong to the Methodist Church and I am the Clerk to Arreton Parish Council and very interested in the history of the village and its people. Last edited: 05/02/2007 05:37 by Pat Phillips |
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 Ventnor, Esplanade 1892 (ref: 30061) |
Ventnor A memory of Ventnor, Isle of Wight I was born in Ventnor and although I have lived in Kent for many years Ventnor will always be "My home". Last edited: 15/03/2007 10:36 by Valerie Hickman |
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 Sandown, the Beach c1950 (ref: S57019) |
Year: 1950
Summer Holidays A memory of Sandown, Isle of Wight Many of my childhood summer holidays were spent at Sandown. We usually stayed at Mrs. Woodnutt's hotel in Carter Street. Mr. Woodnutt hired out the deck chairs on Sandown Beach. He also kept ferrets and I was allowed to go and help him look after them. One of our family's favourite places was the miniature golf course pictured. It was called Brown's as was the canoe lake next door. Browns made the most delicious ice cream, very welcome after following the grown-ups around the pitch and putt course. Oh the joy when I was deemed old enough to have a putter, ball and score card of my own! Last edited: 04/10/2006 20:43 by Eileen Hammond |
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