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Mini Fishing
I remember fishing here with our mini bottles. Catching minows with wine bottles with the bottom knocked out ( hard to find ). Remember once being trapped under these arches with the river rising and being surrounded by the cows that came down from the field. Very fond memories - shame kids don't get the chance these days to experience such things.
Aunty Mabel And Uncle Harold Hunt And George And Lil Hunt
Mabel and Harold Hunt were my great aunt and uncle. They lived in the row of thatched cottages in the village. I have many memories of visiting their cottage with the black lead grate that had a fire both summer and winter. That was their means of cooking and heating. They had a pony called Peter that was stabled at the other end of the village in the orchard. Harold kept and raced pigeons. Lil and George lived just down the road in another little cottage. Their sons name was Brian and daughter-in-law's name was Marcia. Does anyone remember the family? I now live in New Zealand and am starting our family tree. Mabel was my maternal grandfathers sister, origins in Shipston on Stour.
My Banbury Gran's Village.
My grandmother's name was Amelia Gough and she lived in the second cottage on the right at the bottom of the green on the road to Mollington, water was collected by bucket over the road from a tap in the vicarage wall. She had two children Arthur and Mary, my mother. We lived in Oxford and visited every two weeks arriving Saturday and going back to Oxford Sunday. We went by train to Banbury stopping at every village on the way, then caught a little yellow and green bus to Warmington. I made a lot of friends with the local children, we spent most of the time roaming round the fields, helping on the farm just below the cottages with a Mr Pugh I think his name was. Or watching the cars come down Warmington hill with poor brakes and failing to make it round the bend at the bottom. I have been back several times but there is never anyone in the old cottage, I would love to see... Read more
Happy Childhood
I was just reading the memory by Geoff Taylor and thought how weird it was that his grandad Robert Bignell was a shepherd at the Manor House and I Patricia Bignell am currently employed at the Manor house as housekeeper. Could there maybe be some uncanny connection? It is probably sheer coincidence that we have the same surname. I commute from Banbury to work there.
18 Happy Years
We moved into Avon Carrow in November 1991, just after the M40 motorway had been extended to Warwick, and started the most rewarding living experience of our mature lives. The Carrow has an interesting history for such a relatively short life - it was built, as a hunting lodge, in 1896 by Cecil Boyle, a territorial Capain of the Queen's Own Oxfordshire Hussars who was killed in the Boer War at Boshof on 5th April 1900 aged 42. His widow liked the rather stark hunting lodge so much that she stayed on and adapted it to be her main residence. Since then the house has passed through several hands including that of The 4th Baron Profumo whose son John came to grief at the hands of Christine Keeler when serving as Minister of War in MacMillian's government. In those days Avon Carrow estate included, in addition to the house and 8 acres of grounds, Hillside Farm, Yew Tree Farm, which lies to the right of the road from the village... Read more
Life at Avon Carrow For A Yank Abroad
I moved into Avon Carrow in the Spring of 1970. I was stationed at RAF Croughton but moved my family to this small village in Warwickshire because that life was what we were used to, coming from the small town of London, Ohio. The rural life was wonderful. Walk to the shop for fresh bread or catch the bus to Banbury for Market Day. Living in the Carrow was a wonderful experience for me and my family. One of my daughters was born in England and Avon Dassett was her first home. My older daughter went to the preschool in Mollington. They lived the life of English villagers and by the time we went back to the States in 1972 they had English accents. Very charming.
Wonderful life in a wonderful place. Always warm and beautiful in my memory. Thanks to the owners at the time, William and Eunice Cripps, for allowing me to move in on... Read more
History of Goldicote
I married into the family who lived in Goldicote Farm in 1953. I have a copy of the people who occupied Goldicote house from 976 to1953. I also have several pages of its history. The notes were prepared by D.A.McDonnell in 1955.
