Naphill, Buckinghamshire

The best roast lunches ever

I worked in High Wycombe as a young man in my 20's and discovered the Swan pub, see the sign? Every weekday lunchtime they did a roast dinner and pudding and a coffee for a set price. No menu. I remember the dining room having some big and some small tables and the same people went there for lunch every day.... [more]

1949 onwards at West Wycombe

I will always consider myself fortunate to have been born in West Wycombe as it presented the ideal place for people growing up in the 50's and 60's. The village was a dream location and the school even better with a super set of friends and teachers well managed by Mr. Holdbrook the Head. We enjoyed one of the best playgrounds... [more]

The Chequers

At the age of 16 I remember picking cherries on the trees (still existing in the photo and just shown to the left of the picture) while being too embarrassed/shy to acknowledge the presence of my first "girlfriend", Valery, on her bike below.
The Chequers was my fathers local from the mid twenties until the mid eighties. He hardly missed an... [more]

Heady days in 1955-1956

In January 1955 I started as a sixth former at the Royal Grammar School. It was a culture shock after an independent school, but a very good way to get focused. I lived at Frieth and commuted on the Thames Valley bus. The sixth form were a good crowd and a year later, when I left, we celebrated in the evening... [more]

Frogmoor, High Wycombe

I arrived in High Wycombe in as a young girl in 1946, from Scotland. I attended St. Bernard's Convent school. It was situated in a very large old house on the London Road, across from the Rye. We wore school uniforms, green color, which changed to maroon later. The nuns were very strict. But we got a good education.... [more]

What else happened here

There used to be a Saturday market on the left in that covered area and I used to buy a plate of cockles there and eat them with a cocktail stick. That's not very interesting though but I'll tell you something that is. When I was in my early twenties (late '70's) I met a guy, through work, called Charlie Winston... [more]

Vicky mentions that Woolworths

I had a Saturday job in that Woolworths and at the end of the day one of my jobs was to oil that old and dingy wooden floor. I have two glden memories. One was being asked by Mr Ch***** (removed for legal reasons) to turn the boxes of loose biscuits around and date stamp them again a year hence. They... [more]