Living in Upnor during the lock down has transported me back to when I first moved here in 1967.
I used to walk along the foreshore, up the hill to Harry Waterhouse’s Village Shop. He sold dry goods as well as fresh fruit and
vegetables. He weighed them on the his set of scales and wrote them down and totalled them up on a piece of paper.
Everyone knew everyone else in the village and Harry’s and the Post Office were a meeting point.
I now walk along the top roadgoods etc and fresh fruit and vegetables. Rob weighs them on his scales and then writes them down and totals them up on a piece of paper.
Villagers are getting to know
one another at Rob’s, albeit 6 feet apart!
In 1967 there was only a few houses and not many villagers had cars. The village was very quiet, except for the army lorries that took the soldiers to the Upnor Hard.
Now there there are lots of cars, but they are stationary.
The village is quiet once again.