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Historic maps of Caulcott and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Caulcott maps
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Lower Heyford| Steeple Aston| Tackley| Souldern| Bicester| Deddington| Woodstock| Aynho| Bladon| Barford St Michael| Barford St John
Caulcott area books
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Memories of Caulcott
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Childhood Memories
I remember the winter of 1947 when the snow stopped us going to school at Lower Heyford. I can't remember for how long although it seemed weeks. My father farmed at Daisyhead Farm and he and Ernie Knapton and Billie Butler took milk on a tractor and trailer over fields to the station at Lower Heyford. This was because the roads were blocked with snow and the milk lorry couldn't get through. We children went for a ride with them. We were able to go back home by the road as someone, I think Ernie's brother, had made a way through with a scoop on the front of his tractor that was used to clear slurry in the farmyards. The summers were very happy.We didn't have electicity and no televisions which had just come back after the war. What you didn't have you didn't miss. The outdoors were an adventure playground with no one worrying about Health and Safety. I wish we had have had photos of the village then. We had a... Read more
Oxfordshire memories
Childhood in Upper Heyford
I lived in Upper Heyford from 1946 until 1965 when I was married in a double ceremony with my twin sister at St Mary's Church. I moved to Bicester. My sister who married an American from the base moved to the U.S.A. a year later.
My family, Walton, lived at 18 High Street, the thatched cottages. Later we moved to 1 Rising Hill. The cottages were nicknamed Bunny Row as everyone kept popping in and out, or so we were told. I remember the old Three Horseshoes with Dennis Chard as landlord. We used to sit in the passageway on a settle with a lemonade and packet of crisps while dad had a drink. When we were older the new Three Horseshoes was where we had our first proper drink. The other pub in the village was The Barley Mow. The Post Office was run by Mrs Reeves and was at the top of High Street on corner with Somerton Road. The Co-op was opposite the pub and later on... Read more
Upper Heyford School
My father was stationed at RAF Upper Heyford 1949 to 1953. My brothers, Peter, Michael and myself, Mary, went to the village school. My older brother Richard went to school in Steeple Aston. I remember the two rooms, the infants with Mrs Jones in the small building and the Juniors in the other. We had a teacher, a Mrs Kearney, the same surname as myself, who lived in the teachers house opposite the school. I remember some names, a Victor Gregory, Veronica Rackstraw (I think) - I'm not sure whether she was the girl who was knocked down by a car up by the Co-Op and broke her leg. There was a girl called Jennifer, I think her grandmother ran the post office. I remember a girl who I think was related to the family who ran the coach firm. She and her family went to Australia. Zena Creed, I used to call for her sometimes on the way to school.
I remember May Day and the May... Read more
Memories of Upper Heyford School
I was born in Upper Heyford. My parents lived at Somerton Road, my dad came from Upper Heyford and lived at Bunny Row as it was called and still is.
I went to the local village school. The infant teacher was Mrs Jones and in the juniors the teacher was Mrs Cooper Scott, I think.
One thing that happened involved two certain boys who set fire to a hayrick in Bill Varney's yard which was close to the school(I wonder who one of those boys could be, lol) which was about 1954/55.
I can also remember most of my school friends who I still see from time to time.
RAF Upper Heyford
I was in the Parachute section at Heyford until 1950 when I left the RAF, as an ageing wrinkly my memories are not that good, But I remember we used to get a battered old coach at a weekend ( Smiths Coaches)( I believe now Heyfordian) to bring us on weekend pass to London I then lived in Essex, he would then pick us up at about midnight from Marble Arch on Sunday for the return trip, I well remember on one occasion getting carried away with a girl I was with and missing my return trip, I had to get an early morning train to Oxford then walk all the way from Oxford station back to camp to be back on parade for Mon morning, I was shattered.
Part of my Job with two others was to unload the now empty chute bags from the Dakotas when they came back from the dropping zone, the Daks did not have their side doors on and on some occasions we... Read more
My Childhood
My mother Vilet Golder was born in Upper Heyford into a large family. She married my father who came from Newcastle, she met him whilst he was serving at the RAF base. Although there were quite a few families called Golder living there at the same time, not all are from the same tree. I have managed to trace quite a few over the years and there is still a Golder living there although that was her maiden name. If you can help me trace more Golders then please dont hesitate to contact me
chridunham@aol.com
Cheers.
Guard of Honour
Seventy years ago, I was stationed at RAF Upper Heyford and was selected to be included in the Guard of Honour when King George Vl visited in either April, May or June (memory not what it was at 88!) 1940. I do recall seeing two photographs of the event in which I was pictured. Over the years, with my daughter's help, we have tried to obtain copies - sadly, unsuccessfully to date. If anyone should read and recall this occasion and feel they could help my quest, please contact me through this 'memories' section. Many thanks
