Geography
West Worldham is located in the eastern central part of Hampshire, in the southeast of England, 2.1 miles (3.4 km) southeast of Alton and 5.1 miles (8.2 km) by road northwest of Bordon. In 1862, West Worldham reportedly had an area of 447 acres. The landscape is dominated by farmland and several woods such as Hamble Pits Copse, Wild Duck Copse, Little Wood Copse, Warner's Wood and Pheasant Wood are in the vicinity. There are also rich and dry meadows, as well as greensand. Beyond some slopes is the junction of Oakhanger Stream with River Wey, while the extreme western end of the Weald is situated nearby. Chloritic Marl, characterized as a narrow band at the base of the Chalk Marl, is seen in the lane leading from Alton to West Worldham, and also north-west of Selbourne. Blanket Street connects the village to Hartley Mauditt just to the southwest and East Worldham, a mile to the northeast. At East Worldham this road meets the B3004 road (Caker's Lane) near The Three Horseshoes. The other road leads to the southwest beyond Little Wood Copse and joins the B3006 road (Selbourne Road). The nearest railway station is Alton, 2.1 miles (3.4 km) northwest of the village.
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