Church 1919, Bamford
Church 1919, Bamford Ref: 69176
Memories of Church 1919, Bamford
Bamford Parish Church - No One Cares Anymore
A churchyard is a place where families can be near their deceased loved ones, a calm and beautiful place surrounded by trees and flowers, but that is not the case in Bamford churchyard. The grass and weeds are taking over so it is impossible to walk through the graves without being entangled or tripping over the fallen headstones hidden in the grass. The odd grave is trimmed and tended by loved ones but most of the churchyard is an eyesore, not even the pathways are mown.
A large number of my family are buried in this churchyard so there is always somebody bringing flowers and tidying around the family's graves but the grass around is so thick that my disabled mother and auntie have both stumbled. It is only a matter of time before someone seriously injures themselves, then who will be held responsible? Will it be the Bishop of Derby or our Revd Katie Tupling? Maybe the church wardens Jenny Mather and Carol Cotton, or the Parish... Read more
Bamford & local memories
Read and share memories of Bamford and Derbyshire inspired by Frith photos.
Birth Place
I was Born in this Hotel on the 31st May 1968. My Parents, Graham and Anne Henderson were running it back then.
Family Tree
I am researching my family tree and found that a relative called Percival George Jeffrey was a proprietor of the Marquis of Granby around about the late 1800s or early 1900s.
Born in Bamford
I was born in Bamford in 1946.
Now live in Nth Queensland, Australia.
My folks were married in Bamford and my dad is buried there too.
Part of the Greenhough family.
Growin Gup in Bamford
Hi, I am now 57 years and live in Los Angeles, USA. I just felt homesick and nostalgic and discovered this site. Growing up in the 50s and 60s in Bamford was wonderful (not that I felt that then). I've lived in several countries in my life, the older I get the more I relate to my childhood, my family, my friends. My parents, John and Joan, have recently passed. I grew up on Brentwood Road and still remember most of the families and kids, we all went to the same school as our parents. I love my memories of long summer days playing soccer at the rec, going for walks up Joan Lane and around Thornhill. If anyone from that time reads this I would love some contact.
