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Historic maps of Deanshanger and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Deanshanger maps
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Deanshanger area books
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Memories of Deanshanger
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Buckinghamshire memories
Mr And Mrs Slaymaker
My dad used to have a stall in the Market Hall in Wolverton selling groceries. I remember going with him in the van on Fridays and on the way back we would call into to visit old family friends who lived in Cosgrove ' the slaymakers'. Not sure exactly where they lived but seem to think it was on a corner in the village and remember a yellow stone wall and a lovely garden. I was fascinated to learn that he grew something called logan berries, which looked like big raspberries and tasted good anyway! Don't think that they had any family, I never met any children at their home. Cosgrove was a quiet pretty little village and as I have never visited in over 40 years it will stay that way in my memory!
Kings, The Bakers.
I always remember the lovely smell of the bakery and seeing their chimney smoking away whilst they were baking the bread. I used to love going into the shop as a child to buy freshly cooked bread and I would enjoy picking the hot crust off on my way home to Mum. Happy Memories of my childhood in Wolverton and where I lived for 20 years until 1975.
The Wolverton Palais
I remember the"Palais de Dance"in Wolverton. They used to put some great bands on there. We used to come up from Fulham in London 7 or 8 times a year to go there. The people of Wolverton were some of the friendliest people we ever met. There were always 7 of us on scooters or in cars and the people welcomed us (a lot different from some of the towns and villages we visited!!!). One Saturday night we didn't have anywhere to stay so we went into the police station in Wolverton to see if they knew of anywhere and the desk sergeant sent us across the road to a garage that had 4 coaches parked there. He said we could sleep in the coaches as long as we didn't make any mess or noise and were out of the coaches by 9a.m. Can you imagine that happening today!!!!? Thank you, the people of Wolverton of the 1960s, you were wonderful to us.
Childhood Memories
I can remember cycling to Wolverton every Friday to meet my dad out of the carriage works. When the hooter went, about five thousand men came out the gates. Dad used to buy me sweets from Muskets sweet shop and take me to the indoor market, we used to have a cup of tea at Ethel's, she ran the tea bar. Then cycle back to Loughton.
The Old Days
I remember going to the bakers (Kings), and getting little brown Hovis loaves rolls, then taking them back to Bradwell. I also used to live in a flat at 5, Church Street, 2nd storey, rent in those days was £1 50p a week, it belonged to Muscutt at Thompins, those were the days.
Family-In-Law!
I don't claim to know Nash all that well, but I can't believe that not one person has written anything about about such a lovely village, with what I remember, it was full of friendly and very kind people - well, I would say that! Most of them were my in-laws (many years ago). As you can see my married name is Hogg - ring any bells? My husband died on 13th Dec 08, and I was relieved when Rev Derbyshire agreed to allocate a nice burial place to lay David, at his funeral, 19th Dec 08, he did a lovely service and internment, then we all went to the hall 'that used to be Dave's school'. Mrs Bell, and help!, worked tirelessly to make sure we all had tea etc, she had heating on too as it was a freezing day. The church was full, it was comforting and nice to see so many friends and family there, his daughter and son-in-law only got here from Australia the day... Read more
A Nash Pre-Schooler
I am revisiting my Nash childhood next month, 18 May 2011. We lived in a quaint cottage from 1946-50 when I was a pre-schooler. My father cycled to Buckingham daily all year round. My first word was spoken in that cottage: "visibility" picked up from the wirelss! Two memories: a group of children got stuck in the mud of the pond & attracted many onlookers. Also of my mother describing a house being upside down when the owners were moving - I was so disappointed that it wasn't standing on its chimney as expected! We moved from there to Tusmore & emigrated to NZ in 1953.
