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Nether Worton maps
Historic maps of Nether Worton and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Nether Worton maps
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Barford St Michael| Great Tew| Barford St John| Deddington| Bloxham| Steeple Aston| Adderbury| Lower Heyford| Broughton| Aynho| Souldern| Tackley
Nether Worton area books
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My Great-Great-Grandparents
Although I have no immediate connection with Ledwell my great-great-grandparents and their family lived here in 1911. His name was George Carpenter and his wife was Alice. They had five children, all being born in Ledwell. In 1911 his job was a farm labourer and their address in 1911 was Ledwell, Steeple Aston. If anyone has any pictures of this area please can I have a look.
Thank you,
Debbie
Tew Park
I went to Tew Park in September 1940 as an evacuee, the manor house had been taken over by a school for handicapped children from Fulham, south west London. I was 13 years old and the only child from Tottenham. I soon made friends with the other children, even some from the village of Great Tew, and in 1941 I was May Queen and a boy from the village was May King. I left in 1942 and returned to Tottenham. I am the mother of Terry Maloney, my maidon name was Peggy Oliver.
Eerie Sighting
I have no connection with Deddington, it was just a place I passed through while driving from Swindon where I used to live to Towcester where I worked and have since relocated to. I remember it was early morning dark and foggy, I was driving from the direction of Chipping Norton towards the traffic lights at the crossroads which I think is called the Horse Fair or something like that. Somewhere between the fish and chip shop and the lights I looked to the right and saw what I can only describe as a large very old Tudor house, the kind that has light coloured walls and old wooden beams. I remember thinking how lovely it looked but so out of place. This memory is to this day very clear in my mind. I must have driven this route many, many times since then and although I know this house is not there I still cannot pass this spot without looking for this old house, all I see is fairly... Read more
Visiting Grandad & Uncles at Noth Aston
My Father's name was Cato and he was born at North Aston. He was one of a family of eleven and although they were poor they seemed to have a very happy childhood. It was a yearly event for me when I was a child to go and visit my Grandad and Uncles who still lived in the village. There was a big old tree on the green and it could be climbed from the inside. Dad said it was like that when he was a child and my children also climbed the tree. Sadly I don't think it is there any longer. My children like to go to the church and see where one of my Uncles carved his initials behind the organ(very naughty). Some of my cousins have considered meeting on the green and having a pic-nic but I expect the locals would have a fit because most of the families Dad knew no longer live there.
Peace And Quiet
Late summer evenings in Bloxham. Best place on earth. We are so lucky to live here.
Girl Guide Camp
Hi! I have fond memories of Steeple Aston. I attended a guide camp somewhere outside the village, it was the first time I had seen real countryside, we spent two weeks there. I came from London's East End there were guides from other areas of London and also guides from what I think was a boarding school, but I can't remember where from. We all got on well with each other. I seem to remember the land we camped on belonged to a farm, the name Browning comes to mind but I can't be sure. I have never forgotten that time, wonderful to be out of London at that time we had seen so much bombing and it gave me a love of the countryside. I left London when my husband and I retired. We are now living in Sussex which is lovely. It would be great if there is anyone who remembers that camp.
Memories of Times Long Gone; Miss You Guys!
I remember the years of growing up in Steeple Aston, and the fond memories that I had from back in those times. The times as kids we would all go down to the river from the time we couldn't swim as small children until the time we were young adolescents where all the big kids hung out! Picking bowls of blackberries with my mum, Janet, my mum's best friend, and my best friend, Kevin who I grew up with. I remember times we laughed together and cried together and the group of us that was so cohesive. I often wonder where they all are now? Looking at the pictures of Steeple Aston makes me so wish I could turn back the clock and do it all again, but, unfortunately, we can't do that. I miss my mum who died four years ago, and how that still hurts as if it was yesterday. Also, my father who died ten years ago. One can't turn back the clock,... Read more
