Cheriton

Little boys & dusty lanes

My husband and his family came from Cheriton and surrounding districts. He attended this school from age 5yrs through to school leaving, for a short trial apprenticeship with the local butcher.
His mother and father were keen, of course, especially as in those days the apprentices received 'bonus' in the form of a selection on Saturday mornings. Sausages for the youngest, chops, then 'cuts and joints' for the proven staff.

Knowing him as I did, later, it is easy to appreciate that butchering would never be his calling. He transferred to building & carpentry then v.v.successful nursing career after his period in the Aircraft section of RAF.

Which made all the funnier his humorously recalled walks ...read more here
Contributed by Olivia R-S

All Soul's School

Yes the place is All Soul's School. I went there from 1957 to 1964. My name was Jayne Thompson then. I lived in Cheriton High Street. I'm trying to find out the name of the butcher's which used to be next to the library. It's now part of the bank. Mr. Ives was a butcher there and Mrs. Reading the cashier. Can anyone remember it? I went to school with Susan Ives.
Contributed by Jayne Watson

All Souls School ?

can anyone confirm or not that the building to the right of what looks to be a pub is All Souls School.

Contributed by alan linkman

Lives in Cheriton High Street

From early 1920's until the late 1970's my husband's family occupied homes in Cheriton. At first in Whitby Road, then for many years at 129 Cheriton High Street, next to their good friends the Priestleys.

Names associated with them were also the Horton Family, the Nokes and the Guigan/Carsons.

Hubby, now sadly gone, used to fondly recall that his parents drank rarely but on fine summer Saturday afternoons would stroll, hand-in-hand through the years, to the high street public house, for 'a half' in the gardens.
All 'the boys' were in the services and came and went as necessary.

Their parents though remained, taking in youngsters from time-totime during the bombing and providing the solid background these ...read more here
Contributed by Olivia R-S

Seeing my mother happy

My mother remarried in 1962 to a lovely man who lived in Ashley Avenue, Cheriton. With my husband and our two children we always used to visit and once a week I went to visit on my own. We had some lovely times there, my sister would come down from Shrewsbury with her husband and two children for holidays or Christmas. Unfortunately it only lasted a few years because in 1965 our family emigrated to Australia and were never able to visit them there again. I can remember in the January of 1965 before we flew out to Oz we all stayed at my mothers, my sister and family also coming down to say farewell, it was very crowded ...read more here
Contributed by Julia Deane

Caesar's Camp 1948

Hi Su, I also have happy memories of playing on the hills behind Cheriton when visiting my grandparents. Much more fun than going to the beach. We (my sisters, brother and myself) would cut through the allotments and raid a couple of carrot beds on our way to supplement our picnic of sandwiches and National Health orange squash (lovely). We would spend a whole day playing in the hills, and my parents were happy with t he knoweldge that we were safe. Ceasar's Camp, a large and precious memory of my very happy childhood.
Sylvia Mulley (nee Hastings)
Contributed by Sylvia Mulley

Caesar's Camp

My sister and I would visit my grandparents in Cheriton and straight away off we would go up the hills, the trick, when the wind was blowing, was to see how far you could "lay on the wind". Later we would find many rabbits who had myxamytosis, very sad. Those were the days when children could run free in the hills without worry. There was a place behind the hills where the original channel tunnel was started I believe in the 40's. My mother was disgusted at the idea of cutting through the hills. When my mother died my sister and I spread her ashes on the hills overlooking the new channel tunnel and whenever I ...read more here
Contributed by Su Knight