EAST CHALDON

The earliest I can remember is living at East Chaldon, I could not

have been any more than three years old continued …

I   remember   all   the   cows   in   those   days   had   horns   and   looked   a   bit   scary,   they   were   all   Friesian’s.  I  remember   getting   chased   by   one   once,   I   must   have   been   no   more   than   nine   or   ten   years   old,   I've  never trusted them since! There   was   a   track   that   went   from   the   house   up   to   some   old   barns,   one   of   which   contained   even  then,   some   really   old   carts   that   the   horses   used   to   pull   and   I   remember   an   old   car   of   sorts   with   a  seat in the boot area, old elevators and goodness knows what all overgrown with stinging nettles.   Just   a   hundred   yards   from   the   house   there   was   a   long   hedgerow,   all   hazel   bushes   that   we   used   to   collect   the   nuts   from   every  year,   the   hedgerow   is   not   there   any   more   since   the   farm   was   taken   over   and   the   modern   way   of   farming   took   over   with   the  removing of hedges to make larger fields. We   walked   up   across   the   fields   to   Milton   Abbas   woods   and   picked   miniature   Daffodils   to   bring   home   to   Mum   on   Easter   Sunday,  Cowslips was always my favourite flower and so is today. It   was   always   on   a   Sunday   when   Dad   got   paid   I   used   to   walk   a   hundred   yards   towards   Winterborne   Stickland   to   collect   freshly   laid  eggs   from   a   farmer   Tommy   Upshall.   The   most   wonderful   generous   man   you   will   have   ever   met. Those   eggs   I   can   still   clearly   see  with   chicken   muck   and   bits   of   straw   stuck   all   over   them.   You   don't   find   them   like   that   any   more   I   bet!   If   so   where?   Those   chickens  had the run of the whole farmyard and the orchard. He also if I remember rightly sold ducks eggs too. I   used   to   borrow   his   tractor   for   one   reason   or   another,   he   used   to   say   'If   you   drop   Granny   Robbins   in   a   couple   bags   of   logs   you  can'   so   that's   what   I   used   to   do,   or   another   deal   was   'if   you   take   the   milk   churns   out   to   the   milk   stand   you   can'.   How   can   you   not  like or forget people like that? I cant.  Milk churns in those days were heavy even when empty, that was before they were made from aluminium.
Our trip to East Chaldon about 30 years ago with Betty and Walter Miller. Sadly this was the last time that I seen them. They are laid to rest in the village churchyard.
Our last time we saw Betty and Walter MIller in Chaldon
A few photos below of a trip to Chaldon in 2013

EAST CHALDON

The earliest I can remember is living at East Chaldon, I could

not have been any more than three years old continued …

I   remember   all   the   cows   in   those   days   had   horns   and   looked   a   bit   scary,   they   were   all   Friesian’s.  I  remember   getting   chased   by   one   once,   I   must   have   been   no   more   than   nine   or   ten   years   old,   I've  never trusted them since! There   was   a   track   that   went   from   the   house   up   to   some   old   barns,   one   of   which   contained   even  then,   some   really   old   carts   that   the   horses   used   to   pull   and   I   remember   an   old   car   of   sorts   with   a  seat in the boot area, old elevators and goodness knows what all overgrown with stinging nettles.   Just   a   hundred   yards   from   the   house   there   was   a   long   hedgerow,   all   hazel   bushes   that   we   used   to   collect   the   nuts   from   every  year,   the   hedgerow   is   not   there   any   more   since   the   farm   was   taken   over   and   the   modern   way   of   farming   took   over   with   the  removing of hedges to make larger fields. We   walked   up   across   the   fields   to   Milton   Abbas   woods   and   picked   miniature   Daffodils   to   bring   home   to   Mum   on   Easter   Sunday,  Cowslips was always my favourite flower and so is today. It   was   always   on   a   Sunday   when   Dad   got   paid   I   used   to   walk   a   hundred   yards   towards   Winterborne   Stickland   to   collect   freshly   laid  eggs   from   a   farmer   Tommy   Upshall.   The   most   wonderful   generous   man   you   will   have   ever   met. Those   eggs   I   can   still   clearly   see  with   chicken   muck   and   bits   of   straw   stuck   all   over   them.   You   don't   find   them   like   that   any   more   I   bet!   If   so   where?   Those   chickens  had the run of the whole farmyard and the orchard. He also if I remember rightly sold ducks eggs too. I   used   to   borrow   his   tractor   for   one   reason   or   another,   he   used   to   say   'If   you   drop   Granny   Robbins   in   a   couple   bags   of   logs   you  can'   so   that's   what   I   used   to   do,   or   another   deal   was   'if   you   take   the   milk   churns   out   to   the   milk   stand   you   can'.   How   can   you   not  like or forget people like that? I cant.  Milk churns in those days were heavy even when empty, that was before they were made from aluminium.
Our trip to East Chaldon about 30 years ago with Betty and Walter Miller. Sadly this was the last time that I seen them. They are laid to rest in the village churchyard.
Our last time we saw Betty and Walter MIller in Chaldon
A few photos below of a trip to Chaldon in 2013