The village of Cholderton is situated in the Bourne Valley,
ten miles north of Salisbury beside the Wiltshire-Hampshire Border.
ten miles north of Salisbury beside the Wiltshire-Hampshire Border.
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The parish of (West) Cholderton technically lies within Wiltshire, but the community effectively straddles the county boundary. The village is small with a population of about 300. The heart of the village lies on the A338 around the Crown pub, but with numerous small outlying settlements in the surrounding area, the largest being Park House Cross (mostly within Hampshire), at the junction of the A338 and A303. Accommodation is available here at the The Gray Manor Hotel and the Red House Hotel.
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Messages from visitors to this website
From Mike Hopkins
I was very young around 5 I believe when I lived there. My Father (Jim) who was a motor engineer ran the Parkhouse Garage where my mother (Eileen) also ran a Cafe. There was a small garden pond in the front garden which my younger sister Rosalind fell in. I remember a young friend called Hugo that lived at The Red House near the garage. We kept a pony there. I walked to the school every day with my older sister Frances. I'm pleased that the school is still there although now a private house.There were two Lady Teachers and around 30-40 pupils. We did Country Dancing. I danced with Brenda Evans I also remember Anne England. We sat on rush mats outside. I have some photos somewhere that I can upload. I remember walking to school sometimes through some fields on a path from the garage. I visit the village sometimes and I noticed recently that the old cricket pavilion in the field opposite The Crown Inn (which my Father frequented) has been demolished!
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and below from Matt LW
I lived and grew up in Cholderton from 1976-1997. I was in the last class to ever attend Cholderton School when it closed in 1977 and went on to attend Newton Tony Primary School.
My grandparents also lived in Cholderton for circa 50 years until 2001. My school buddy still runs Park House Motel with his family. I was Cholderton paperboy from 1983-1987. Mum and Gran used to look after the church at weekends from the late 1970s-early 1980s, cleaning and such.
There were lots of us kids hanging around the village bridge and recreation ground in the 1980s, or we would build dens and treehouses in St Michael's Wood, the Avenue, or Cuckoo Clump. Gran used to take us wooding up the Avenue, and down Gypsy Bottom and Smuggler's Lane, the three forked roads at the top of the Spinney as you enter the Hampshire border. Sometimes she would take us up through Jacob's Ladder. Christmas Bazaars and Halloween Parties at the Village Hall (when the war memorial was located outside the front of the hall and there was no roundabout, just a tight bend); Carol singing at Christmas, usually ending up at Henry's farm house for sherry.
The shop, at the bottom of Church Lane, was still open until the early 1980s and this is where I would get a bag of halfpenny sweets before school and at break time we used to climb the wall into the graveyard (the church was also a place we used to play dares as to who would run around the right facing side, down the cellar steps and back around the other side on their own). Endless summer holidays playing in the various woods or walking the Roman Road at the top of Amesbury Road. Nights camping in the Avenue or the Roman Road woodland and building shelters in St Michael's Wood (when it was dense, before Randy built the 4x4 course, and the subsequent burial ground). Our house backed onto Michael's Wood; my grandparents house was in Edrics Green.
by Matt LW
From Mike Hopkins
I was very young around 5 I believe when I lived there. My Father (Jim) who was a motor engineer ran the Parkhouse Garage where my mother (Eileen) also ran a Cafe. There was a small garden pond in the front garden which my younger sister Rosalind fell in. I remember a young friend called Hugo that lived at The Red House near the garage. We kept a pony there. I walked to the school every day with my older sister Frances. I'm pleased that the school is still there although now a private house.There were two Lady Teachers and around 30-40 pupils. We did Country Dancing. I danced with Brenda Evans I also remember Anne England. We sat on rush mats outside. I have some photos somewhere that I can upload. I remember walking to school sometimes through some fields on a path from the garage. I visit the village sometimes and I noticed recently that the old cricket pavilion in the field opposite The Crown Inn (which my Father frequented) has been demolished!
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and below from Matt LW
I lived and grew up in Cholderton from 1976-1997. I was in the last class to ever attend Cholderton School when it closed in 1977 and went on to attend Newton Tony Primary School.
My grandparents also lived in Cholderton for circa 50 years until 2001. My school buddy still runs Park House Motel with his family. I was Cholderton paperboy from 1983-1987. Mum and Gran used to look after the church at weekends from the late 1970s-early 1980s, cleaning and such.
There were lots of us kids hanging around the village bridge and recreation ground in the 1980s, or we would build dens and treehouses in St Michael's Wood, the Avenue, or Cuckoo Clump. Gran used to take us wooding up the Avenue, and down Gypsy Bottom and Smuggler's Lane, the three forked roads at the top of the Spinney as you enter the Hampshire border. Sometimes she would take us up through Jacob's Ladder. Christmas Bazaars and Halloween Parties at the Village Hall (when the war memorial was located outside the front of the hall and there was no roundabout, just a tight bend); Carol singing at Christmas, usually ending up at Henry's farm house for sherry.
The shop, at the bottom of Church Lane, was still open until the early 1980s and this is where I would get a bag of halfpenny sweets before school and at break time we used to climb the wall into the graveyard (the church was also a place we used to play dares as to who would run around the right facing side, down the cellar steps and back around the other side on their own). Endless summer holidays playing in the various woods or walking the Roman Road at the top of Amesbury Road. Nights camping in the Avenue or the Roman Road woodland and building shelters in St Michael's Wood (when it was dense, before Randy built the 4x4 course, and the subsequent burial ground). Our house backed onto Michael's Wood; my grandparents house was in Edrics Green.
by Matt LW
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