Memories of Ivydene, Langdon Hills
My family, the Hoopers, moved into ‘Ivydene’ around the late 1950s. They moved in during torrential rain, and all the goods had to be carried to the house, or heaped on my brother’s perambulator because the removal van couldn’t manage the lanes. The milk was delivered by horse and cart for the same reason. Our father, Len, was an engineer, and promptly set about improving the house, not just by painting and decorating it, but by replacing the roof (my sister Jacky assisted him, and fell off) and by building an indoor bathroom, complete with working w.c., created by inventing a complicated sewage system. When they first moved in there were gas mantles everywhere, but this was later replaced by electricity. My father was photographed digging in the garden, which he adored. My siblings attended Langdon Hills Primary, which was about a two mile walk away. The house was compulsorily purchased in the 1960s and we were forced to move out. My parents hated having to leave: it had been their dream home.