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Hurley| Medmenham| Wargrave| Hambleden| Henley-On-Thames| Shiplake| Bisham| Marsh Lock| Ruscombe| Marlow| Waltham St Lawrence| Twyford| Cookham Dean| Maidenhead| Boyn Hill| Cookham| Sonning| Little Marlow| Sonning Common| Holyport| Bourne End| Caversham
Rosehill area books
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School Days
Before becoming the home of George Harrison of the Beatles, Friar Park was run as a school by sisters of the St. John Bosco order. This was my first school and I remember having to walk all the way to the main door along the winding drive each morning, passing by the huge rhododendron bushes which lined each side. As I approached the large arched entrance door, shown in the photograph above, I could see the gargoyles dotted around the building, they seemed so frightening and I would always hold my head down until I could ring the large door bell and then would stand and wait for one of the sisters to come and welcome me in for the day. The first step took me into the porch which then opened into the great hall, there were many doors and a set of grand stairs leading to the balconied upper floor where the classrooms were.
One door led to the chapel where mass was held and in... Read more
Perfect School Days
I was also a pupil at Friar Park from 1955 to 1962. I have nothing but wonderful memories of this amazing school. As a little girl the endless drive with rhododendron bushes eventually opening into this huge circle where an Edwardian Gothic mansion stood, will always be etched in my memory. The incredible sweep of the lawns on the West Terrace leading down to carefully contrived pools and bridges which hid amazing caves and tunnels that eventually led back into the school itself, were like a Gothic fairytale. At the Christmas Fair the nuns used to open these faintly lit caves, and around each corner you always expected to see at least a goblin sitting with his legs crossed!
I can remember the nuns making all of the costumes for the Christmas plays which were performed in Henley Town Hall. The memory of classical music drifting through the doors of their large workrooms as they sewed it seemed all hours of the day before opening night. If you... Read more
The Convent School
We lived at the Lodge at the bottom of the drive and I was allowed to start school at the age of 4 because the Sisters had known me from birth. We had the whole of the grounds to play in so it was very exciting growing up there.
Great memories were of when the tractor came to cut the grass and we had the bales to play on.
It was a great school and I have nothing but happy memories.
I remember the Holy Shop as well. It was a treat to see inside it.
There was a very small dining room joining on to the main hall where we had our dinner when I first started school. My abiding memory of the conservatory was swinging on my chair with a spoon in my mouth. The chair slid away from me and the spoon went straight through my tongue! I was taken off to the War Memorial Hospital but they couldn't do anything because I had just eaten... Read more
Henley on Thames Grammar School
Nobody seems to have mentioned memories of the grammar school. I attended the school during the Second World War when it was shared with a London school who were evacuated there, we used the classrooms in the mornings and the others used them in the afternoon. I remember taking Avril Harrison, a classmate to the cinema one day - my first daring encounter with the opposite sex. Nothing became of this date and I wonder where she is today (I am now 80 years old). One of our school afternoon lessons was gardening, the food for the school kitchens was grown in the gardens.
Henley Grammar School
My family moved to an old Baker's Shop, partially converted, called "Dunsden House" , Binfield Heath about 5 miles from Henley. I used the school bus, Butler's coaches of Henley to get to school. As a previous contributer has mentioned, we had to share our schooling with a School from Kensington. My class had lessons in the morning and sports or gardening in the afternoons. Under Mr. Le Beau, I think, we had a wonderful team of teachers. I had a very patient lady teacher who took English. My gardening education was from an equally experienced gardener. Through his efforts, I was able to augment the meagre rations at home and had a very productive vegetable garden. Also had rabbits and chicken. Our home adjoined a Chapel which was one of The Countess of Huntingdon's Connections! Next door to that was a lovely village store. I have been a Rotarian for many years since moving to Dorset and one of our members is related to the Henley Brewers called... Read more
My Home
This picture of Shiplake Lock brings back memories. My parents moved into Shiplake Lock in 1952. This picture shows the old lock house with my father Peter Gough coming out of the gate. The old house where my brothers grew up had not electricity or running water. The old house in the picture was knocked down in 1958 when the current one was built adjacient to it. This was the one that I grew up in. My father tragically drowned at the lock wear in January 1982. My mother is still in the area in Henley and I frequently visit the lock with my daughter to tell her about her Poppy and the wonderful times I had growing up at the lock. Darran Gough
Shiplake Memories From 1942 to 1968
My mother and I came to live with Harry and Rose Marner (my mother's parents) when my father was "called up" and it was decided that Tonbridge was not as safe. Grandad was the lock keeper at the time and mother went to teach at the Henley Infants' School until my sister was born in 1943.
We lived in a house called Little Croft, at the end of an unmade road, between Street's Garage and the railway yard. At the top of the road were the village store and Post Office and the Off Licence. You turned left for the Station, presided over by Harry Goodey (Signalman) and Jack Simpson (Porter), who were related and lived with Mrs Goodey in the Station House.
If you went over the level crossing you could walk to Hobbs's boatyard (managed by grandad after the war and picnic on the small green there or go swimming. I believe this land is now privatised - a pity! To the left of this... Read more
