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Haselor maps
Historic maps of Haselor and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Haselor maps
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Alcester| Wixford| Wilmcote| Broom| Bidford-On-Avon| Welford On Avon| Barton| Shottery| Weston On Avon| Salford Priors| Stratford-Upon-Avon| Sambourne| Studley| Cleeve Prior| Abbots Salford| Beaudesert| Astwood Bank| Henley-In-Arden| Pebworth| North Littleton| Claverdon| Redditch
Haselor area books
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Warwickshire memories
Fred Gazey
I wonder if any older people remember my gt uncle, Fred Gazey. He used to live at Keeper's Cottage at the top of Primrose Hill. He was killed in the late 1960's when an unknown well in the house collapsed and he drowned. I spent many happy hours up at the small holding in 1950's and 60's and adored my uncle. His wife, Ethel, died in 1951 and as they had married late in life had no children of their own. He only ever left Oversley to ride his bike to Stratford Market or on Christmas Eve. Then he rode his bike to Redditch to visit his two sisters, Nell and Jinny, and his brother Joe. He stayed all Christmas Day and we used to have a big family party laid on by the gt aunts on Christmas night. Next day Fred was up at 5.00am to ride home to his sheep, chickens, geese and turkeys. He was a lovely chap and I still miss him, even... Read more
War Years in Wilmcote
My father was a builder doing war work whereever he was sent. My parents wanted all the family to be together so we all arrived in Wilmcote, my mother, father and older brother and I. We lived in an old train carriage which had been transformed into a temporary home for us. It was situated in the grounds of the home of a Mr and Mrs Baldwin of Start Point, a bungalow in the village. I went to the village school and remember a Mr Needham was the head master. My mother and I used to walk along the canal to go to Stratford unless the swans were nesting as then we daren't as they used to fly at us and could have caused us serious damage, then had to go on the diesel train. We weren't there all that long before my father had to go elsewhere but I have many happy memories of my short time in Wilmcote.
Mill
Help required.
My GGGrandfather lived in Broom in 1825 and was a miller and I believe his wife was a baker. I would love to hear from anyone who can tell me where the mill was situated or any of the history of Broom at that time.
If you can supply any information please contact me at rogersavage@spc-msa.freeserve.co.uk
Thanks for taking the time to read this note.
Roger
Once my Home
I lived here for two years in 1941/42. My father rented it from Mrs Switzer who owned Bell Court. I was ten years old and together with my parents was escaping the Birmingham bombing. I used to fish from that very unstable veranda. We later rented a home on Grange Road in Bidford.
Jack Nunn
My Home Town
A bit before my time, but I was born and bred in Bidford. The old Falcon Inn, in the background, I lived round the corner from there. Had a wonderful childhood in Bidford, alas I left to join the army in 1977 and only manage to go back on visits to my dad, who still lives in the same street. Not in shot on the left, is the Bulls Head pub where he was born.. Great memories of a great little place.
My HOME TOWN
The war memorial, the bank, the chemists and just in shot on the right is The Bulls Head which ran in my family for 3 generations My dad was born there and my gran, then my uncle ran it for years... Great memories of pub outings and Christmas mornings after church... I know this photo is before my time but all that's different are the cars.
My Home Town
Sweetzers shop on the right - used to get our ice cream and sweets from there on Saturday nights after seeing Aston Villa in Birmingham. Dad would always treat us with fish and chips, ice cream and some bon bons .. great days. Just before the shop on the right is the entrance for the village library. Mum, my sister and me would get books from there once a week .. life seemed so simple back then.. Great times.
