Micheldever - Best kept village 1977 - 2
Mabel Burgis wrote the ditty to celebrate Micheldever winning the trophy for Best Kept Village in Hampshire in 1977.
Micheldever - village fair
With personality most rare
All Hampshire doth her fame declare
Now let us all her bounties share.
The busy forge with Mr. Symes
Sending out metallic chimes
To blazing heat his furnace climbs
So redolent of olden times.
The shop is kept by Mr. Olley
We buy the goods – he takes the lolly
At Christmas time it’s gay with holly
Shopping then is truly jolly.
The butcher’s shop sells lovely meat
The fillet steak – oh, what a treat
And pork and lamb so tender sweat
Our butcher’s meat is hard to beat.
The Half-Moon and Spread Eagle stands,
Beside the green and meadow lands
The gracious hostess always plans
To welcome guests with outstretched hands.
A school where all the children go
To learn the things they ought to know
When Mrs. Rees puts on a show
Then all the children’s talents glow.
A club is called the Merry and Bright
Bravely led by Mrs. Knight
Their annual sale is quite a sight
They work for this with all their might.
The Mother’s union good and true
Do teas and Harvest Suppers too
For all the jobs they nobly do
There’s not a soul who has a clue.
The Guides meet weekly in the hall
Where Captain Webb instructs them all
The Brownies too have heard the call
Their happy meetings never pall.
The Play School is a place of joy
For every little girl and boy
Such charming teaches they employ
That no behaviour can annoy.
The clinic meets for little babies
Attended well by many ladies
Seeing how the baby’s health is
How it’s grown and what its weight is.
The library comes with caravan
All full of books for maid and man
For children too – and even gran
May take home all the books she can.
The Church is built upon a rise
Where vicar Webb on a Sunday tries
To guide his flock to win the prize
In that bright home above the skies.
In unison the church bells ring
How merrily they ding-dong-ding.
Beneath the Captain’s shielding wing
The ringers really make them sing
The Micheldever farms all stand
With such a strong, hard-working band
Their constant watch upon the land
Results in Harvests truly grand.
A building stands beneath the trees
Where workers come to freeze the peas
The cars will stop and ask for these
“Where do we go to buy the peas?”
The surgery, where the patient goes
With chesty cough or stopped up nose
With sprains of boils or sceptic toes
And backache too and other woes.
The W.I. where women come
The not so young and very young
The Hymn Jerusalem is sung
The words roll off from every tongue.
They talk of cakes and home-made jam
And how it’s best to cook the lamb
On party nights the helpers cram
Enough of food to feed Oxfam!
The Resolutions come one night
And are discussed with great delight
The topics are quite erudite,
The Albert Hall then looms in sight.
The Parish Council meets at nights
It keeps its eye on building sites
The foot-paths too must have their rights
In our good cause the Council fights.
I’ve thus described our village dear
You’ll find the friendliest people here
They welcome all from far or near
God Bless them all this coming year.