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Home to my Huxley Ancestors
Many of my 'Huxley' ancestors were 'hatched, matched and dispatched' here. A most beautiful church in a very special place. Well worth a visit.
Button Oak
I lived in Button Oak during 1942/43 and worked in the Wyre Forest for 'Bob' Harris who was the Forester. Along with two of my mates, Denis Mills and Hubert Till, I made frequent trips into Bewdley to go to the pictures or get my hair cut. The cinema was just over the bridge (is it still there?) and we left our bikes for safe-keeping chained outside the chip shop for a penny. Denis still lives in Bewdley but Hubert unfortunately died several years ago. Tommy Batchford ran a lorry in those days and used to collect the pit-props we produced on the Cadbury estate and we'd go with the load and transfer it to open trucks in the railway sidings. On one trip we were flagged down by the local postman who'd found a dead deer trapped in the roadside fence (or snare?). We delivered it quietly to a butcher in Bewdley. In Button Oak I lodged first with Hubert's mother and later with Alf and Mrs Wilkes and... Read more
The Milk Bar, Tenbury Road, Clows Top
The Oxleys.
Deep in the Worcestershire countryside…at the foot of Clows Top hill,
Lies the house called the Oxleys…a once sweet antidote to life’s bitter pill.
The family home of the Keegan’s…where visitors ambled from afar,
Holidaymaker’s or day-trippers en-route …on coaches…motorcycle or in a car.
Long gone is the catering van…selling breakfasts and cream teas,
Well-manicured lawns…and the fruit bearing trees.
No more antique farm carts…painted lovingly every year,
Time and tide has sadly taken its toll…releasing a heartfelt tear.
Past memories of better days…and long warm summers spent,
Camping in their fields with my family…will never relent.
Getting to know the Keegan’s…Terry…Mary…Bryan…Allison…Ricky and Roy,
Was a blessing from heaven…bestowed on everyone who stopped by.
Terry was a Guinness Rep…whose second love was the history of the heavy horse,
And Mary was the brains behind the catering van…and the farms driving force.
Terry was a horse brass aficionado…with a huge interest in tractor seats,
Mary was the perfect hostess and loyal friend…to everyone she meets.
Mr Maude
Please let me know if you remember Mr Maude who lived at the Elms for many years. I was told at the time he had been twice Lord Mayor of London. Many thanks in anticipation of a reply. Jayne
The Swing Boats Ride on The Riverbank
Looking back now I think I must have been terrified when my dad took my sister and I on the swing boats which swung out so far you could see the water of the river underneath you. As you pulled the rope harder the boat would go higher. It was a regular "treat" each Sunday when my dad would take us on the Midland red bus from Wolverhampton to see my grandparents who lived in a little cottage by a public house called the Dog and Gun. My garndfather grew all his own vegetables and had a well in the garden where we would pump water from, and my grandma had fresh milk in jugs which stood on a stone flagged floor in buckets of water to keep the milk cool (no such luxury as a refrigerator). I loved just being there and I'm so glad I have these special memories.
While we were there we would also visit my aunt and uncle who lived in Arley Kings in a... Read more
Growing up in No 3 Eardiston View
My name is Derek Hall, the brother to Martin Hall & Pamela Hall, we used to live at No 3 Eardiston View in Menith Wood in the 1960s with our mom Velta Hall. I am now 58 years old living in London with four grown up children from two mariages, I commute to Southampton where I work on Esso Refinery. I was wondering what happened to all of the village children that would now be around my age:- The Fumerollers, Nick-Tine I know Frank who was the best man at my first wedding in Lichfield was killed in a road accident in Stourport in the 1970s, Michael Edwards, Francis & Janet Holt, Jacki Bradley then there was Jimmy Birch, Colin Bentley, Jimmy Sherif (Sheko). I have been out of the UK in Africa most of my life since leaving the security and happiness of childhood, I do really miss the life in Menithwood. I am remembering the good and not so many bad times, swimming in the Team at Eardiston,... Read more
An Adventure
My sister and I, Pam and Pat Haworth, were at Arley untill it closed in 1952. This happened due to water pipes supplying the Castle burst, and it was too expensive to re place them. I do remember after this happened we were set the task of getting water from the stream in front of the Castle! I am sure my love of the countryside was fostered here. The smell of the Arbouretum in Autumn, the trees "ship" and "puddles", the later from which, was a beautiful view down to the River Severn. The sound of crows and rooks in the trees. Inside the Castle was another adventure, midnight feasts in the tower, imagining prisoners in the cellar, checking out the bats in the stables, which were strictley out of bounds. I am sure I must have done some work here, but I can't remember. My first Dormatory was "Worldsend", above the Gym, Then "York". Night times were always full of chatter, until we froze in... Read more
