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On The Farm in St. Weonards.+
During the years 1964 - 68 my ex husband and I lived in a cottage on Trelasdee Farm in St. Weonards. He was a stockman/tractor driver for the farmer. The farm had 4 houses for the employees, we lived in one of the semi-detached cottages, older than the other two houses. Comfortable all the same, heated by a Rayburn in the kitchen area and a fireplace in the front room. St. Weonards was very small, had a lovely 12th-century church where I attended the Christmas Eve services, and a handy shop run by a family called Clark. They also came round a couple of times a week with a van, with milk, bread etc., and you could order for the next time. I remember buying a couple of empty sweet jars from the shop, and using them for pickled onions! I do remember the summer fetes in the garden of the big house, and voting for the first time in an election. The local school was... Read more
Happy Holidays in Much Dewchurch
I spent many happy holidays in much dewchurch in the 1950's. we stayed with my great aunt, Winifried Bishop who ran not only The Black Swan pub but also Poole House as a guest house. My great grandparents Bill and Alice Jones owned Fairview. They and indeed my great aunt winifred are buried inSt David's churchyard. It is a beautiful village and although it has grown since the 50's it has retained it's character. It was a wonderful place to spend childhood holidays,so safe and peaceful.I remember that one of the highlights for the villagers were the ploughing matches.
I live in Germany now but try to visit Herefordshire whenever possible. It is in my opinion, one of the loveliest counties in the Uk and Much Dewchurch one of the prettiest villages.
Whitfield During World Wat II
My father was the Head Gardener and also commander of the local Home Guard. We lived in the servants quarters of the Manor House which was otherwise unoccupied at the time. Later on it was used as a rest home for Canadian and other British Empire officers. The estate was also an Army Base, used for storing army vehicles. I was 6 years old in 1940 and remember the Army Base and the Home Guard training. Madley Air Force Base was about 3 miles away and allowed local children to their cinema.
Childhood Memories of Ewyas Harold
My paternal grandparents, Wright and Bertha Veall, lived in Ewyas Harold for many years at their small farm named, 'Woodside' situated on a hill about a mile from the village centre and just off the road to Rowlstone. To reach it, you crossed the narrow bridge facing the Temple Bar Inn, passing the Spracklings' house on the right and the Dales' cottage on the left, the last in a small row of dwellings. Farther on, there was Addis's farm with a large hayloft and an orchard of deliciously sweet cider apples, quite a number of which sometimes fell on to the road and could be picked up and eaten. About a hundred yards further on was a narrow river into which the cider must was tipped in autumn and over which was a sandstone bridge on which I used to whet my pocket knife. A road led off to the right up a hill to the James's farm. I was evacuated in 1941 at age 8 for nine months from... Read more
Walk About
Now living in Australia - Arriving back to visit relatives, a previous life time of my walk about ways seems so dream-like. Living at The Greig Farm above the Wier Farm (The Wier which had been in my family forever) was the best childhood that any child could have my freedom was so that I often climbed out of my bedroom window onto the pourch roof and went walk about..
Sometimes these walks took me to the fields beyond our acres and I would see the hunt charging across the fields - I new Dad would not like them over our land incase they ran me down or damaged fencing. Other times the woods below the bank (toward Mrs Robinson goat farm)was a great place to get lost in. One joy in winter was to take a sheet of tin and sit on the snowie bank and sled down to the Wier on it. Those banks also had the best blackberry bushes you could find and i... Read more
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