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Early Years
I only spent the first six years of my life in Great Horwood, but still have many happy memories of it, and have visited it once or twice in more recent years, boring my husband and son with my stories.
My parents and I lived on the Nicky Nook caravan park, which I now believe is just known as the Nook Park. I attenced the local primary school and remember my lovely teacher Mrs Coleman very well. The lovely nature walks she took us on. There was an elderly man who used to have his parrot outside in his garden on sunny mornings and he used to say 'bacon and eggs', all the children loved him. Such lovely memories of sunny summer evenings and a childhood of fun and freedom. The fair visiting the green, before it became a car park, was a real highlight. To think we were so happy and content living in a caravanand sharing a bathroom block is almost unimaginable in 2011!! To think of... Read more
First Born!
I was first on Nash page, now first on Whaddon page, and I'm from Bletchley! Well, I moved to Whaddon in Feb 1974 with David Hogg (originally from Nash)and we lived in Stock Lane, a tied cottage, and Dave worked for Mr Bullock at his farm further up the village. The day we moved in it was snowing, and that little cottage looked so quaint. 6 weeks later I was taken to Royal Bucks Hospital, in Aylesbury, to have my baby daughter, when I went back with her, I couldn't believe what happened - the next day loads of people/neighbours came round with presents and flowers, I didn't have a clue who some of them were, that's village life for you, like one big happy, kind, caring and helpful 'family community'. As I didn't drive, and Dave worked long hours tractor driving/ploughing etc, people offered to take me and baby Tracey to Bletchley or Stony to do shopping. There was a shop in the village run by a lovely family,... Read more
My Roots From Birth to 50years
2008 and this shop is still here. It has changed very little in looks. It was owned by the same family Bonner from my early memory of about 1950 for many years. Today it remains a post office/shop
From Birth to 25yrs
I lived at the house just at the top of photo. The outbuildings can clearly be seen in the adjoining field to the family home. I spent all my childhood years playing with my brother and friends here. I used to love watching the working barges going through the locks. My grandfather kept the Three Locks (known then as The New Inn) as publican for 16yrs. (That was when the barges were horse drawn.)
My Roots
I lived at the family home at the Three Locks, which was about one mile out of Stoke Hammond. Every Sunday from around five years of age, I walked to St Luke's Parish Church, Stoke Hammond to attend Sunday School. In later years I was the Sunday School teacher for a time. I was also confirmed here.
Along with my brother, I joined the church choir which we were members for many years. I remember we walked to the church services very often three times every Sunday. My brother also played the organ during his late teens, and he was a member of the bell ringing team. I also learnt to ring the bells about eight years ago at this church.
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.
