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UK Honeymoon
We'd been married some four years before we could afford to take our honeymoon trip; our little daughter was just a year old. I'd never been "east of Boston", and air travel with a toddler was a challenge. Nevertheless, this was a trip I'd dreamed about since childhood. To a native of the flat midwest prairie, the Cotswolds seemed like a fairyland. I was an Illinois farm girl, but I'd never smelled air so soft and fresh as this! Our intent was to drive from Heathrow to Airdrie, Scotland to stay with relatives, and our first night was spent in Moreton-In-Marsh. Next day we drove to Chipping Campden and stayed for a week - I never wanted to leave. In fact, we found ourselves peering into estate agents' windows and inquiring about job opportunities, and I think the locals were getting a little tired of our gentle prying ("What's the weather like, in winter? How far do you drive to work?"). Our hosts at the Eight Bells were charming, lovely... Read more
Back Ends Treasure
I was brought up in Chipping Campden, living first at the pre-fabs in Berrington Road, then Littleworth Estate. Enjoying my childhood in the countryside, glorious summers, apples and cherries in abundance in the orchards at harvest time. Searching for treasure in the ditch at the junction of Hoo Lane and Back Ends. At this junction was a garage where the Automobile Association man stored his official bright yellow motorbike and sidecar, carried out repairs and dumped old or damaged AA car badges and other assorted junk that to a 6 year old was treasure. Picking wild rosehips each summer to be collected from school by the company that made rosehip syrup and getting a couple of pence for sweets. A bag of chips from the fish & chip shop in Sheep Street for 4d (that is 1.6p in new money). I left Chipping Campden in 1959, but return every now and again to relive many happy memories.
Almshouses
My grandparents lived in the Almshouses, not sure which one first, but certainly No4 and then later they moved to No12 - this is the house and window which is featured in the photo. Externally it has barely changed since I remember it, though a recent visit and oeek through the front door showed the stairs and downstairs toilet have been rearranged. I remember vegetables and fruit in the garden which parallels Church Street and backs up against the Eight Bells Inn which was run by an aunt. I was fascinated by the old gas lights, lit each evening by a man with a long pole and switched off in the morning. The old wall clock that ticked noisily and yet with such a reassuring and comforting noise as I sat listening to stories on the radio just sitting quietly whilst the adults were talking.
The Tomes Family of Chipping Campden
I have been interested in tracing my family tree for many years and my computer is full of vast amounts of information regarding my forebears.
I have lived in Mexico for many years but back in 2007, after having retired, and having lots of time on my hands I decided to go to England (without my family this time) and visit all those places where my ancestors lived and died.
One of those places was Chipping Campden where my great great grandfather lived and worked as a stonemason.
I was staying at my sister's home, and one fine day we set out to visit Chipping.
What a glorious place!
Those soft honey coloured stone buildings. The quaint high street, the friendly people.
We looked around the lovely church and a very friendly elderly lady called Doris came up to us and started talking. She lived in Chipping and told us much about the place and recommended that we visit the Family History Society at their offices in the centre of... Read more
My Fourteenth Birthday Year
Our journey to Mickleton started when we arrived at Chipping Campdon, there was no one to meet us, we, my mother, an aunt and I were taken to the local police station where we stayed the night. Next morning we boarded a dear little bus, complete with little curtains at the windows, this took us to Mickleton, where my mother and aunt had positions with the Land Army. The houses occupied were Medford House and the one next door, the name escapes me, I was allowed to stay with them for a short time, but then boarded in the village. I found work at The Three Ways Hotel, I think it has changed names now. I, with another young girl, did most of the housework, cleaning etc. We also prepared the veggies for the meals. There was a retired naval officer staying there, he complained I had not cleaned the floor to his satisfaction in the entrance hall, Mrs Sims was called and I showed her my poor old... Read more
Mr &MRS Dicks
I remember the Railway Inn, waiting for Mum & Dad with a bottle of coke and a bag of Smiths crisps outside.
The Taplin Family
Hello, my Great-Grandmother worked in Blockley silk mill. Her name was Emma Taplin, then she went on to marry a West. Her family lived in Paxford and her father worked on the Blockley railway. I only live down the road from Blockley, I found the silk mill Emma and her sister Anna Taplin worked. It felt lovely walking down the same road she went to work on. I followed their footsteps and it felt so good. By looking at the building itself made me realise how hard they had it in those days. Made me think how lucky we are today. But the history that is still around Blockley and Paxford is brill, I found names on war crosses that I had in my family tree, the whole thing as just bso wonderful I can't explain how I feel. I now know where my Great-Grandmother worked and her sister, and now I am trying to find the cottage they lived in in paxford. My Gt-Gt Grandmother came from Wolford in... Read more
