Memories of Avoncliff
My dad was born in the house shown in the photograph; along with ten other brothers and sisters. My grandfather was the bailiff on the river, it has not changed one bit .
It must have been around the late 1960s, early 1970s when my sister and I used to ride our ponies down to Avoncliff. We lived a short distance away in Upper Westwood and our mother liked us to ride along the tow path as it kept us away from the roads and any traffic that may spook our ponies. Avoncliff was a ...Read full memory