Rowington
Rowington maps
Historic maps of Rowington and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Rowington maps
Rowington photos
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Packwood| Claverdon| Henley-In-Arden| Beaudesert| Dorridge| Knowle| Ullenhall| Tanworth-In-Arden| Kenilworth| Warwick| Shirley
Rowington area books
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The Bus
My family purchased and converted an old single decker bus for us to have holidays in. It was parked on a small piece of land opposite the church. An old Gypsy caravan was parked just inside the gate to the land, I was told that it had to be burned as it was so rotten and infested! I can remember as a very small child staying in the bus and fishing in the stream which ran next to the land we were on. My family used to walk up to the 'Fleur de Lys' pub at night and bring back a large bottle of cider. I visited the site recently and found it to be almost as it was. Houses have been built just round the corner and the site is now someones back garden. I hope that it remains as it is because I have so many lovely memories of the place.
Fleur de Lys
My mother grew up in Lowsonford, her parents owned the Fleur de Lys, it was a wedding present from my great-grandad. My grandmother, Mrs Elizabeth Tarplee, started to make steak pies at the pub for the passing boats. My mother had a pony that she rode to school who was kept in the stables at the back of the pub, my mother was Kathlean. I would love to have any comments from anyone who remembers or has heard about their time in Lowsonford. The family sold the Fleur de Lys to Flowers brewery, which became Whitbreads.
William Palmer
On the 3 May 2009 I have to admit I had never heard of Preston Bagot. Shame, some if not all may cry. I and my daughter are researching our family tree. We thought that our family originated in Wednesbury in the Black Country. That was proved wrong when we discovered that my great-great-grandfather William Palmer was born in Preston Bagot in 1828. His son Josiah Palmer was also born in Preston Bagot in 1851 and lived there with his parents until around 1854. The family moved to Wednesbury now in the West Midlands but then in Staffordshire. William was possibly a wheelwright though he is also listed as a labourer. So far, though it is very early days, I have not discovered the name of his spouse. I believe he was married in Preston Bagot possibly in All Saints' Church. That is a pure guess. I have never visited the village, as I said, less than 24 hours ago I did not know of its existance. In the next... Read more
Palmer Family of Preston Bagot
My great-great-great grandfather was Joseph Palmer, blacksmith, and his daughter Jane Plamer married James Ferris Cooke in 1838. They lived most of thier lives in Tanworth in Arden. Does anyone out there have any information about the Plamer family please? My email is anniebrown5@hotmail.co.uk
I Lived Here
I lived at The Malt House, Claverdon in the early mid 1960s. It was owned at the time by Mr Jefferson who lived in a lovely new bungalow a little further away. I loved this house even if it was a bit unusual to live in. I went to school in Claverdon and Miss Lewthwaite was my teacher she was really nice. Does anyone else remember this place?
I don't think the Malt House has changed that much, it still looks lovely in the modern photos I have seen of it. I bet the floors still slope upstairs.
In the barn at the end it had a "Copper" where my mum boiled the whites on washing day and she had to cross the road to hang her washing in a field on the corner.
I Used to Carol Sing Here
This used to be owned by Sir Ivan Stedeford, and every Christmas the choir of St Michael's Church was invited to sing carols in the hall acompaned by Sir Ivan on the grand piano.
