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Wrecclesham and Farnham: Trip down memory lane

Wrecclesham and Farnham


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Today was a trip down memory lane for Mum and a lovely experience for me because I got to share it with her.

First of all we visited my Grandad and his wife J for a cup of tea/ coffee and a chat. They are moving house very soon, away from the old family home Mum stayed in during school and university holidays throughout the Seventies, so I also walked round the place with Mum taking photos of anything she wanted me to.

After leaving the house, Mum and I went round the corner to Wrecclesham Pottery (which recently changed its name to Farnham Pottery, despite not being in Farnham) to look round.

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The gate was open, so we walked round the small grounds, but couldn't enter the actual buildings. It's a working pottery, founded in 1873. We admired many of the outdoors features -drainpipes made from pottery, dating from the turn of the 20th century; the massive brick kiln; the well; the very old outside clock; the owl looking out from one of the pottery archways; and last but not least, the 'A Harris & Son, Pottery Works, 1873' written above the main door. Mum told me that she used to walk past it on dog walks with her Nana in the mid-Sixties and think to herself that one day, in the unimaginable future, the writing would be 100 years old. I remember something similar when I was at the same age, when time seems to stretch endlessly into the future; I remember once in 1992, in my last year of infants' school, someone mentioning something that was going to happen in 1995; I couldn't stop mentally shaking my head in wonder at how incredibly far in the future that was.

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For lunch we went round the corner to the Royal Oak pub. Mum had a baguette with salad and I had the best jacket potato I've ever had; goat's cheese, caramelised onions, parsley and extra butter.

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The last thing we did before moving on to Farnham was go for a walk, following one of the dog-walking routes Mum would go on nearly every day in her school holidays in the Seventies and late Sixties. We walked for nearly an hour through nearby countryside. At one point we looked into a field that used to be filled with hop plants which were picked every summer by people from London's East End, but is now choked with nettles, brambles and horse chestnut saplings. We also scrambled up a slope in a wood and followed the path there until it grew so small we would have had to start crawling to have gone any further.

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Eventually we returned to the car and drove on to nearby Farnham. Once we'd got there we looked round the town centre for a couple of hours. The first place we visited was the Bush Hotel, where Mum and Dad had their wedding reception back in 1980. I'd never been there before and Mum hadn't been for a very long time. We had a look round and Mum had a cup of tea in the main lounge. We noticed some very old-looking, rather faded murals of human figures (possibly mythological or from ancient history) on the walls, set between wooden beams. There was no information about them anywhere, but they were still interesting to look at.

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We also browsed in a couple of charity shops, window-shopped in the lovely cobbled Lion and Lamb Courtyard (saying hello to three furry model bears in the process), attempted to buy some fruit from a greengrocer but arrived two minutes too late, admired all the Georgian buildings and, on the way back to the car, walked past a house-end that looked quite comical. The wooden beams were sunk so deep into the whitewashed wall, it looked like the wall was full of yeast and had puffed out like risen bread dough.

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From there we carried on down the road to Nana and her partner R's new bungalow, a place I hadn't been to yet because I was still in Ecuador when they moved. I got a good look round the place and we had a lovely dinner together. Special mention to Nana's signature pineapple upside-down pudding!

Posted by 3Traveller 04:08 Archived in United Kingdom Tagged united_kingdom hotel mum british_countryside wrecclesham wrecclesham_pottery farnham traditional_customs british_cuisine Comments (0)

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