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Terry Higginson
Hi, I was the landlord at the Cross Guns for 10 years from 1976 till 1986.
A memory of Pant contributed by First name Last name
Greenfields
The house on the right hand side of the picture, Greenfields, is my family home. When my father laid a new oak block floor in the hall, we put a 'time capsule' in the form of a box under the new floor. It contained such articles as photographs of the family, coins and other such things of the era. He reckoned the floor would not need replacing for 100 years and so the next generation of occupants would find it when that happened.
A memory of Pant contributed by jane kynaston
SAD!
My aunt Dylis used to have a fruit and veg shop on this street and I can remember going with my gran to the shop and helping to make wreathes for funerals.
My gran used to live in Beatrice Street, opposite the train station. I seem to remember that the access to this was via a footbridge on which I used to stand to wait for the steam trains to pass underneath. At the back of the station was the beginning of a walk which I used to do with my father. It took you to a place called Shell Bank where the land had slid away revealing a layer of shells from thousands of years ago. None of these remain ...read more here
A memory of Oswestry contributed by DIANNE BARNES
Good old days
I don't myself come from Oswestry, but my father moved there from South Wales, all his family live there and when I was young I used to love going to stay with them. I remember all the shops, the Bailey Head, my uncle used to have a van and he used to go round selling fruit, veg and potatoes and all sorts of things, he used to go door to door. I used to love sitting in the van going around with him, or my aunty sometimes worked the round. My nan used to live in Gittin Street and out of the back bedroom window we could see a big hill but I can't remember the name of it. My dad's ...read more here
A memory of Oswestry contributed by barbara mcdonnell
Extracts From Llynclys & Shropshire books
The post office we see here
on the right is now a private
house; the door between
the windows has been
blocked up, leaving an
entrance only from the side.
There is still a pub in the
village, however. The White
Lion, the white building we
can see on the left of the
road, stands overlooking the
road junction.
An extract from from"Shropshire Living Memories".
Chirbury was the home of Lord Herbert, an Elizabethan philosopher, diplomat and keen historian. He collected a large library of chained books (the books were chained to their shelves so that they could not be taken away) which he bequeathed to the villagers. The books are now kept in the main library in Shrewsbury.
An extract from from"Shropshire Photographic Memories".
Chirbury was the home of Lord Herbert, an Elizabethan philosopher, diplomat and keen historian. He collected a large library of chained books (the books were chained to their shelves so that they could not be taken away) which he bequeathed to the villagers. The books are now kept in the main library in Shrewsbury.
An extract from from"Shropshire Photographic Memories".
Pronounced ‘clibbery’, Cleobury Mortimer is famous for the crooked spire of its church. The town also claims to be the birthplace of William Langland, a poet living at the same time as Chaucer, whose masterpiece is the work ‘The Vision of Piers the Plowman’.
An extract from from"Shropshire Photographic Memories".
In his ‘A Shropshire Lad’, the poet A E Housman opens with the words: ‘From Clee to heaven the beacon burns, The shires have seen it plain . . .’ The high, windswept Clee Hills would have been an excellent place to light a beacon celebrating Victoria’s jubilee, the occasion described in this poem.
An extract from from"Shropshire Photographic Memories".