Lock c1955, Old Windsor
Lock c1955, Old Windsor Ref: O130026
Memories of Lock c1955, Old Windsor
Holidays at The Lock-Keeper's Cottage
My family and I, Ernest Aspey, regularly holidayed here in the early 1950s as my grandfather, Henry Slaughter, was the Assistant Lock-keeper at the time. This photo is significant to me as I was led to believe that the man in the foreground of the photo was my grandfather and we have a copy of it at home. My most vivid memory is of the time I fell in the lock and was rescued by an employee of the Thames Conservancy, who later received a commendation for this action. Unfortunately, I do not know his name.
Old Windsor & local memories
Read and share memories of Old Windsor and Berkshire inspired by Frith photos.
The Pig Farm
Just outside Windsor is a place called St, Leonard's Hill where beyond there was a massive pig farm. Wall's Pork Sausages bought all the pigs. It was owned and run by a man called Lovejoy. I worked there when I was twenty years old, both as a tractor driver and also a muck cleaner, cleaning pigsty after pigsty. My brother in law, was the head man and there was nothing you could tell him about pigs. He would carry a catapult with him at all times, and he could take aim at anything either standing on a branch or on a wall and if it were a pheasant or a small bird, their days were numbered! Down on the farm there was a slurry tank which was open to the elements. It consisted of a four square area built of breeze blocks in height of about four foot. The slurry stank vile, as well you can imagine, seeing that the slurry was only emptied out twice a year. It was... Read more
Not The Bells of Ouzeley And Not Wraysbury
This photo may have been taken from Wraysbury (on the opposite of the Thames from the Bells of OUSELEY) but the Bells of OUSELEY - not Ouzeley - is, in fact, in Old Windsor.
Merrimeade
My family lived at 12 Ouselely Road from 1957 5to 1959. It was, repeat WAS, a wonderful home before the current family moved into it. They have destroyed it. I wish I could afford to buy it and refurbish the house. We had a gardener (Mr. Muir), a housekeeper and a nanny (Mrs. Brown of Straight Road). I call England the "Home of my Heart". I miss that house and our times there greatly.
