Dorchester, High East Street c.1950
Photo ref: D44013
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In the foreground is a military vehicle, possibly from the barracks. A large hoarding advertising Fry's Chocolate on the side of the building replaces the signwriting. On the left is a pub sign for the Borough Arms, which appears in several of Hardy's novels, including 'Under the Greenwood Tree'. Further down on the right was the Phoenix, the scene of Hardy's poem 'The Dance at the Phoenix'.

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A Selection of Memories from Dorchester

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I did my apprenticeship in Kay’s ,I was 15 years 3 months when I started in 1965, so there is a very good chance I was working there when the South Street photo was taken. My boss was Mr Roy Collins who became Mayor of Dorchester. His mother in law used to have one of the barrows in South Street. On Monday evenings it was Model night when some poor person had their hair done by an apprentice. While they were ...see more
Channon's garage at bottom of High East Street.. good memories of my mother buying me my first car...a MGB ... when I qualified in medicine in 1967. My father had been a good customer of Channon's, but had died in 1963.
My nose would have just about been level with the stalls given my age at this time! What one didn't grow in the garden,one could purchase on the stalls (not that it emulated Covent Garden). I haven't lived in the area for 45 years but I do believe it was a centre for a good old gossip!
Between about 1956 and 1963, every year, my Mum and I would holiday in London for a week and then visit Auntie Claire in Cerne Abbas for one week. Claire lived in Acreman Street a direct reflection that the Cerne Giant took up an Acre of land. It was a 'must' to visit the Giant every year. The memories are vivid and glorious. The beauty of Cerne and Dorchester have lived in my memory ever since, and I have visited many ...see more