Flore
Flore maps
Historic maps of Flore and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Flore maps
Flore photos
We have no photos of Flore, although we do have photos of these nearby places:
Road Weedon| Lower Weedon| Weedon| Great Brington| Althorp| Newnham| Duston| Daventry| Welton| Watford| Milton Malsor| Blisworth| Spratton
Flore area books
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Memories of Flore
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Northamptonshire memories
The Shop
Church Street, at the end of this my parent's shop, home until dad decided to retire to Badby. Next door the Roman Catholic church. Anyone else remember the processions down Church Street when it was Remembrance Sunday or the Church Fete with Rose Queen on the trailer surrounded by attendants. Running for the bus along there too, especially if you needed to get to Northampton in time for school as I did. Further up the street the cobbler's shop and Mr Gates coal merchants. Can you imagine we had 4 shops all in that one street in the 1950's, most villages are lucky to have one now!
Cappels Shop
I remember going into Cappels shop in the late 1970s and buying kali and liquourice. I also remember going down to Coach bridge, swimming with my friends, and a man called malcolm used to come over on his penny farthing, good times were had by all.
Early Years at Farthingstone
I was born in 1950 and lived in Farthingstone until I was 3. There are many things I will never forget. My first haircut, with me sat on a wooden box at the bottom of someone's garden. "All things bright and beautiful" at the village church. Walking in the Joy Mead with family or friends. Looking over the garden wall at the cows in the farmyard and most of all how much I loved this peaceful, quiet village.
On The Grn
Iremember when Ry and Tania took over the Roma and we had the Maltsters at Badby.
And I remember when the takings went missing from the 'music on the green' charity event last Sat, June 2008. [Well, someone has to leave a comment.]
Vine Cottage
Visited the place my grandmother was bought up in, Vine Cottage - now Meadow Cottage - next to The Nuttery. My grandmother was Fanny Alice Spencer, her father was Joseph. She met my grandfather, James Hudson McKellow, who was a New Zealand soldier in the First World War in London where she was working as housekeeper to Prince Bibisco (Bibesco). They married in 1918 and moved to Christchurch, NZ. They had 4 children, James Joseph, Harry William, Robert and Nancy McKellow. I am the eldest daughter of James.
It was lovely to see the cottage and the kind owner showed us (my sister and I) around the garden.
I remember that my great-grandfather had cows and provided milk for the village but he was a stableman at the local big house.
My grandmother's brother "Hadge" - Harry Spencer - was killed in the First World War and there is a memorial at the village church to him and others.
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Car Project.
The Morris car depicted in the photograph was overhauled and bodied by my late father, Arthur Parker, in 1951-2. He had removed the body from a c1937 Morris 8 van, overhauled the mechanics and the chassis, and built from scratch a new shooting brake style body. As a 7-year old I was thrilled to be able to help with the work and immensely proud of the result. Unfortunately, when father came to register the car the authorities decided to demand the full purchase tax which hadn't been levied on the original pre-war commercial vehicle. This sum, in the hard times of the early 1950s, was difficult to find and the Morris sadly had to be sold to cover it.
First School
My memories of Long Buckby are good ones, of being at the infant school. Teachers were Miss Garlick, Miss Shefield and Miss Cooke. The fun we had playing kiss chase around the playground, making new friends and learning to read and write. People will know me as Fay Hart. How I wish I could go back to those days when we did not have a care in the world.
