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Memories of Loughton

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Memories of Shenley

I am Frank and Dorothy Ebbs's eldest daughter, sadly both deceased now, mum died last May; I lived the first 5 years at Manor Farm, Shenley Church End and then we moved to Manor Haven just beyond the Almshouses; Used to help dad on his milkround; used to love helping him bottle the milk; I do wonder if there is any spare land with no buildings on it in Shenley Wood.... the greatest of memories. Then I married in 1966, went to Wimbledon to live, that broke up, (my ex has since died) back to Hemel Hempstead for a new abode, there, 5 years ago I was hounded out really, by children whose mums were not watching them and came to Stoke Goldington for some peace and quiet. But Shenley is a lovely place if only I could find an abode there.

Loughton

Loughton was the village I grew up in. A loveley village surrounded by countryside and farm land. I grew up in Railway Cottages, somtimes known as Fog Cottages. Me and my friend Marlene used to sit on the fence train numbering. I also remember going for walks in Linford Wood wich was huge then and full of bluebells and primroses. In the summer we would also collect rose hips and blackberries. The mushrooms we collected in the field opposite the house were as big as dinner plates, The fields were full of buttercups and daisies where we spent many a happy hour making daisy chains. Down the lane called Leys Lane, Bella Scott had her farm. Bella used to go through the village in a pony and trap. George Higgs was the postman and Frank Ebbs was the milkman. In the winter the village would flood and you couldn't get to the shop as the water was up to the shop door. We went to Shenley infants' school where the... Read more

Buckinghamshire memories

Where The Name Heelands Orginated

I was told a tale by Mrs Lester of Bradwell Village that one day the lord of Bradwell Manor had visitors from Scotland staying, and early one morning as they looked out of their bedroom window and looked across the fields towards Heelands they remarked how much the scenery reminded them of home and the Hi'glands, and this is how the name became.

Furzton Lake

I am greatly surprised that there are no photos of Furzton Lake in the Frith archive. Our son David lived in a modern terraced house in Winsford Hill, Furzton until 2005. I remember there was a gap in the hedge with a gate we installed between his garden and Coldharbour Spinney. Many times we strolled through the Spinney to reach Furzton Lake - if you walked really briskly you could make a complete lap of the lake in less than an hour. However, on the furthest side of the lake there was the Furzton Lake Inn which frequently tempted us to take a breather and a pint! In winter it was a welcome opportunity to get warm again after braving the biting winds which blew across Furzton Lake - sometimes the wind even created waves!

Old Reminders

My parents moved to Coffee Hall from London in 1977, there was me, my sister Emma and my mum and dad. Recently after 33 years on the estate they moved. I left it a while then went back to see what the old house looked like and it got me thinking back. I remember the first shop on Coffee Hall was a 7-11 then it went to an M+W store. I remember going to the youth club at the rear of the shops, the woman that ran it was called Jean. We would do pottery or carpentry there would be discos or they would show films and there was a tuck shop there too. Another recollection that I have is of the big walnut tree outside the Walnut Tree pub being struck by lightening and a massive branch falling. I went to Cornhill First School, the headmistress was Mrs Creacraft, my teachers were Mrs Scott and Mrs Herbert, and from there I went to Copperfield Middle School, Mr Cchapman was... Read more

Kings, The Bakers.

Church Street c1955
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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

Church Street c1955
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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.

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