Chandler's Ford, Hiltingbury Road c.1960
Photo ref: C490043
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Hiltingbury Road leads from Winchester Road to Hiltingbury Common, which during the Second World War and for some time after was covered with huts and used for various purposes - British troops, American troops, prisoners of war and eventually homes for Poles who had escaped to England, and who are now absorbed into the Eastleigh community.

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Around Eastleigh including Chandler's Ford, Bishopstoke and Botley Living Memories

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A Selection of Memories from Chandler's Ford

For many years now, we've been inviting visitors to our website to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was, prompted by the photographs in our archive. Here are some from Chandler's Ford

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Our family had already started plans to emigrate to Canada in 1956. I graduated from North End Secondary Modern after completing my O levels in June. I needed a job for a few months until we left in November. I heard that Dr Burge the chemist was looking for someone to fill in for a while. I applied for the job and started right away. The hours were from 9-6 five and a half days a week, the salary £5 per week. ...see more
I was born at Velmore Camp in 1954 and lived there with my parents, Fred and Margaret Eldridge, and my sister Lynette. A year later we moved to Derby Road, Eastleigh. Have tried unsuccessfully to find information about Velmore and would appreciate anything anyone might know please.
I had scarlel fever and was sent the Isolation Hospital as it was then called . I had no idea where I was and hated it there so much so I didn't eat.I was only about 4 or 5 & one night I had diarroea & fouled my bed. The nurse was cross because she had to change the bed clothes and give me a bath. I returned home after 10 days.
Every day, on the way to primary school, Sherborne House I was driven past the Tabby Cat, from the Vicarage at North Baddesley where I lived. Every day I was told "Oh look, can you see the tabby cat?" A picture on the door I think it was supposed to be. I could never see it, and never knew where the others were looking...