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Lane End Born & Bred From 1956
I grew up in Park Lane, this is the eastern side of Lane End, and then consisted of mostly 1940s- & 1950s-built council houses. I grew up in Coronation Crescent, a semi, 3 bed council house. These were not so much pebble dashed, as gravel dashed houses, sharp to the touch and the stones a mix of white, pink & red. Our back garden backed onto the farm of Mrs Archer, who kept pigs, and apparently had a pet fox she would take for a walk, but I never saw this. I went to school in Wheeler end, then later Bartholomew Tipping in Stokenchurch. I attended ballett class for a while in Lane End Village Hall. I was not so much shy as a nervous wreck, so hated any group activity. My mother always entered the Horticultural Show each year with home-made wine, jam, cakes & handicraft, also eggs from our own hens; while I did jam tarts, dinner plate garden, flowers in a jam jar & flowers in a... Read more
High Wycombe, 1956 On.
I was born in the Shrubbery Nursing home in 1956. I grew up in Lane End, about 5 miles away. I have photos of me looking awful in baggy knickers on the Rye (the park in Wycombe town) as a toddler. There was a play area on the Rye that is still there, but in my day there was a little waterway for kids to play in, long since closed as deemed dangerous by present standards. My mother always used to enter the Wycombe show with home-made wine, handicrafts & cooking. I was made to enter the 'garden on a dinner plate'. In Lane End I also had to do the jam jar & paste jar flower displays, jam tarts and I think again garden on a dinner plate. I remember when I was young the river ran through the town, and our bus stop was near it at the start of the Oxford Road. I remember the awful Woolworths, long and thin turning back on itself, lots of dark... Read more
Vicky Mentions That Woolworths
I had a Saturday job in that Woolworths and at the end of the day one of my jobs was to oil that old and dingy wooden floor. I have two glden memories. One was being asked by Mr Ch***** (removed for legal reasons) to turn the boxes of loose biscuits around and date stamp them again a year hence. They had reached their Best Before date already. The second is working in the cage where the soft drinks were kept and being very thirsty on a hot day. I used to carefully remove the foil covered tops from Lucozade bottles and drink the top inch and then carefully replace the tops. I did this a number of times.
What Else Happened Here
There used to be a Saturday market on the left in that covered area and I used to buy a plate of cockles there and eat them with a cocktail stick. That's not very interesting though but I'll tell you something that is. When I was in my early twenties (late '70's) I met a guy, through work, called Charlie Winston who must have been 50 years old then so I am guessing he has moved on by now. He had a reputation for being a villian and, alledgedly, was a mate of the Crays. Anyway, he told me that he lost his virginity under the cornmarket. I don't know who with though, sorry.
Frogmoor, High Wycombe
I arrived in High Wycombe in as a young girl in 1946, from Scotland. I attended St. Bernard's Convent school. It was situated in a very large old house on the London Road, across from the Rye. We wore school uniforms, green color, which changed to maroon later. The nuns were very strict. But we got a good education. We played field hockey on school property on Daws Hill, walked up Marlow Hill to get to it. After I left school I worked on Frogmoor. First at The Repertory Theatre, I was a secretary for The Director, a Mr. Gibson. Then I changed jobs and worked for an Accountant, Mr. Rowland, on Frogmoor. He was a great man to work for. We had no adding machines, we totalled all the books with a pencil and our brains. I moonlighted at The Palace Theatre also on Frogmoor as a Waitress and an Usher. I was saving money to go to USA where my brother and sister were. I... Read more
Quality of LIfe
I was born in Beaconsfield in 1946, but grew up in Micklefield, Melbourne Road to be exact. Oh what lovely memories I have! Walking in Kings Woods with my father and picking bluebells; buying a threepenny bag of chips and walking home watching the smoke spiral from the chimneys just before dark. I enjoyed going to Lords and Gilbeys shops and buying sweets, having them cut out coupons from the rashion book.We would take day trips to the seaside, everyone sang on the bus and passed the hat for the driver.
I attended Netherwood School and St. Bernards Convent and we used to walk to the Rye to play lawn hockey and swing on the swings. My Dad used to take me rowing on the Rye and I used to catch tadpoles and bring them home in a bucket.
My Grandparents used to cook me huge breakfasts every Sunday - the works with cups of tea and lots of bread and butter. I was lucky, I had a better childhood... Read more
Netherwood School For Boys And Girls
I used to live on the London Road, two doors from St. Bernard's Convent, across the side road, in Mead Cottage. It was painted white. From 1945 to 1951 I attended Netherwood further down the London Road out of town. Where are my classmates now? Drovna. Alexandrovna Lane. You always were a bit of a mystery girl! My name was Lesley then. I love looking over the school photos of my classmates. One of my favorite stores was the newsagents opposite the school. I used to buy comic books and sweets there.
Also a toy shop in High Wycombe. Can't remember their names.
The Rye was my sanctuary. Caught tiddlers and also tadpoles which were raised in our back garden which was always teeming with frogs! My Aunt told me a few years ago that the cottage and another house had been destroyed to make way for a roundabout. Such is life. The times... Read more
