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Historic maps of Baydon and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Baydon maps
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Memories of Baydon
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My Holidays
I remember my holidays spent in the village from an early age, they were happy times. I stayed with my Gran & Grampy Cannings who lived at Model Cottage, my cousins lived in the house next door. My brother and I spent our holidays playing, we would go for long walks. My Grampy Cannings worked for Lomax who kept race horses, also my Uncle Roy worked at the same farm. My mum Sonia Cannings and her 2 brothers attended the Baydon primary school when she was young, married my dad in Baydon church, when my brother and I were born we were christened in the same church so I have a strong bond with the village. My mum would tell me about her school days and when she worked in the Smiths, the village shop. My aunts and uncle all lived in Baydon. I have a photo of Mum when she was at school, Sadly Mum has passed away at the begining of this year at the age of 83... Read more
Wiltshire memories
The Blue Boar Inn
My grandmother owned the Blue Boar Inn. Her name was Annie Dady. I believe she had the pub before the war and up until about 1960. Next door was Major Powell's racing stable and as a young lad I met Frankie Durr when he had breakfast at the Blue Boar. I can still remember the barn at the back and the old wash room. I am sixty-five now and live in Devon, please if any one remembers my grandmother please write.
Late 1950's
Some time in the late 1950's, my best school friend's family moved to Ramsbury and ran the Post office. I used to catch the coach from London every year to stay with them during the summer holidays, and we had fun playing in the stream that ran across the bottom of their garden. Sadly, I have lost touch with my friend, Pat Hill. She had a brother, Colin. I now live in Australia and wonder if anyone knows what happened to the Hill family. My memories of a true English village, are those of Ramsbury.
Another School 1959/63
I went to school in Ramsbury from about 1959/1961, I remember the head teacher being a Mr Eastoe, I liked Ramsbury because we all used to gather at the river to go swimmimg, we used to buy an inner tube of a car at the local garage for 6 pence (old money of course). I'm sure half of everybody who went to the river couldn't swim, but it was fun. We lived in Axford about 2 or 3 miles away towards Marlborough, our house was at the start of the village, it hasn't changed much. I went back to this area about 10 years ago, I used to live next door to the Kirby family. I also remember the Kings, Williams, Pontins and Mowlem familys. I finished my time at Ramsbury school in 1961 when I was 11 and then went to school in Marlborough, the army camp up on the hill, which I believe is now a golf course. It was very cold in winter up there at school... Read more
Good Times
My grandmother and grandfather lived in Oxford Street, and I remember how my mother would bring me to see and stay with them from time to time, I even remember going to the village school on one visit, I think I was about 8 or 9 yrs old, the year was about 1936. I'm 85yrs old now and live in Australia, but often take a walk down to the tree on a Thursday to buy a lardycake, or across the road to the bakers for bread, he would make me a small loaf just for me, I have very fond memories of Ramsbury and often still picture it in my mind's eye. My grandfolks' name was Cook, my mother's maiden name was Elizebeth Cook. She married my father Fredrick Williams from Hungerford.
My Grandmother's Family in Kingstone Winslow
Nearly all my holidays were spent in Kingston Winslow, in the 1950s. I was brought up in London, but would have loved to have lived in K. Winslow. permanently. My family were the Becketts, and lived in a small terraced thatched cottage. My mother used to take me there, or I went with my grandmother, Ada. Sometimes my London cousins would come as well. By the time I was born, my great-grandfather John Beckett had died, but my great-grandmother Sarah was there. I had a great-uncle, Bill, my Nan's brother, who also lived in the cottage . He had been in the army and had sustained heat stroke abroad .He was permanently disabled by this, but still remained mobile in his hand-propelled wheelchair, and he used crutches to walk. I had lots of cousins and great-uncles and aunts. I even went to Sunday School a few times. In the 1950s, for the first few days of my stay, my K. Winslow cousins and I usually had difficulty understanding each other.... Read more
Some Memories From 1916 to The 1950s
My father believes the man in the carpenter's apron in photographs 60995 and 60995x may be Francis New. The carpentry business he is standing in front of was eventually taken over my grandfather, John Bray, and his brother William. In the directories they were listed as wheelwrights but they undertook a much larger range of buiding work some of which is still on view today, e.g. the lych gate of the church which was built as a memorial to the dead of the Great War. My father remembers them making a coffin for the last of the Cannings family at Bridge house. Sadly Miss Cannings died in relative poverty and there was no money for a funeral so her coffin (complete with body) was transported in the back of my grandfather's converted Standard motorcar to its last resting place near Swindon with my father holding on to it to make sure it didnt fall out! My father, who is now in his nineties, remembers a life which seems to resemble an... Read more
