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Totternhoe| Eaton Bray| Leighton Buzzard| Edlesborough| Linslade| Houghton Regis| Dunstable| Toddington| Whipsnade| Woburn| Woburn| Stoke Hammond| Caddington| Westoning| Fenny Stratford
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The White Horse
Does anyone remember the Pickerings who owned The White Horse Hotel in Hocliffe in the early 1900s? This would have been my grandfather, his name was William Pickering and his wife was Kate. My father remembers living there, he was born in 1901 (Leslie Pickering) but moved on when he was quite young. I would love to hear from anyone who is still able to remember the hotel. I have a large picture of the back of the hotel with Kate feeding her turkeys. The pub food was good and it was well known for her marvellous Hare Pie.
Changing Schools And Houses
My earliest memory of Totternhoe was when we moved to the village from Dunstable after my grandfather died. We came to live at 35 Church Road next door to my father's cousin Winifred Heley who was the postmistress at the time, the Post Office was in the front room of the house. We did not have flush toilets, only a bucket at the end of the garden which Dad emptied once a week. The school was in the Memorial Hall in the middle of the village, there were 3 teachers, Mrs Jones was the head teacher, followed by Mr Carr, and Mrs French taught the infants. A new school was built in Church Road opposite Tom Turvey's farm and I went there until I passed the 11 plus and went to Dunstable Grammar School in 1952. There were two roadsweepers in the village although I cannot recall their names, all work was done with a shovel and broom, unlike today. The vicar was Mr Llewellyn Jones and I can remember... Read more
Australians On The Cut -1975
Having left Australia on an open-ended working holiday to England in January, 1974 with my girlfriend, it was hard to imagine that within six weeks of arriving in London we'd be living on a leaky old narrow boat in Braunston near Rugby, and that six months later - still living on the boat - we'd be calling Leighton Buzzard home for nearly two years.
The boat was called SADLERS WELLS, and in the opinion of most people, she looked more like a railway carriage than a traditional narrow boat, obviously the result of some DIY conversion of years gone by. She became ours for two hundred pounds after answering an ad in Exchange and Mart. Work opportunities in Braunston were slim, so we decided to move to within easy commuting distance of London for more work options. The major problem was that our home did not have a motor. It had never had one - this was a converted butty, the boat that's towed by the... Read more
Gone And Not Forgotten!
I can't believe no-one has bothered to write about LINSLADE, it may not be well known to the 'outsiders' but it's still worth a mention. My great-uncle, Robert Graham, used to work on Linslade railway station, he knew the man that got hurt when The Great Train Robbery took place, my uncle wasn't on duty at the time, but it still shook him up. Another GREAT from Linslade is THE BARREN KNIGHTS, they used to come over to Bletchely very often, they were great entertainment, that was in the early 1960s, when I was 15yrs old. Now I'm just getting old(er), I'm 61yrs old now, how times have changed! I was born, and still live, in Bletchley. COME ON YOU LOCALS, IT'S YOUR TOWN, SEND IN SOME MEMORIES.
I Grew up in Houghton Regis 1962-1980
Hi my name is Sally and I grew up in Houghton Regis. My twin brother and I were born in Luton before the new Luton and Dunstable Hospital opened. We both went to Tithe Farm Infants and Juniors Schools along with our siblings.
My abiding memory was of a lovely school teacher called Miss Black. She was very strict but also very fair, no one ever messed around in her class, she was also my form teacher for a few years and taught me to love writing, which I still do. I was also a choir girl at the local church for a while, but got kicked out for laughing, and it was the vicar who made us laugh, but I still love music.
Houghton Regis was a nice place to grow up and we often went to Chantry Woods to make dens and go to the Woods down Old Bedford Road to find tadpoles, to raise in an old belfast sink in the garden, at 10... Read more
Watching Parkside Grow
When my brother and I were old enough to go to Linmear Middle School,(Kings Houghton now), we would walk via a huge field next to Sundon Road, this was sold and Parkside estate began to grow. One of my old school friends called Shirley moves from Tithe Farm to the new town houses on Parkside, we were all so jealous because her house had 3 floors.
Whist attending Linmear the Upper School was built, which had a small swimming pool in it. This was opened to the public during the breaks and at week-ends so we didn't have to walk all the way to Dunstable, which was a nice change.
Both my brother and I didn't go to the Upper school as our elder brother had gone to Ashton's and then onto Manshead Upper School, which was built next to the Downside Estate. So in the end 3 of my brotherw went to Manshead and 1 brother and my sister went to Northfields instead. ... Read more
My Childhood in Houghton Regis.
My name is Daniel (Danny) Cronin, the youngest of 5 and the only boy of Harry 'H' and Ann Cronin. My life began on the 27th of November 1970.
My first place of residence was Recreation Road where I have broken memories of childhood play times with my sisters. As a big family we were lucky enough to be allocated a nice big 3 story town house on the new parkside estate, our address being 36 Trident drive. My first real memory of this address would be quite a daunting one, I could have been only 2-3 yrs old I'm unsure. I was playing outside the front driving my little red Mini peddle car with my mother over looking from the kitchen window, there I was trying to impress my mother with my driving skills, making engine and beep beep noises as I drove back and forth at break neck speeds, my dog Blackie was also very impressed as he watched with one eye as he basked in... Read more
