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1980s
I was the newspaper reporter for the Coventry Evening Telegraph regional office on Wood Street for a year and lived off Joseph Way on a new housing development.
I remember reporting on time share appartments at the former home of Danny La Rue, attending magistrates court and council meetings and eating at Pizzaland which was conveniently across the road from the tiny offices.
This is now a book shop I think but I - as editorial - had the upper floor with its black and white timber beams and uneven floors while the advert team were downstairs. My predecessor was Bruno Dore.
The Herald was the local weekly and I worked closely with Simon Woodings the reporter from there and Harry Piggot Smith who knew everyone.
Warwickshire memories
War Years in Wilmcote
My father was a builder doing war work whereever he was sent. My parents wanted all the family to be together so we all arrived in Wilmcote, my mother, father and older brother and I. We lived in an old train carriage which had been transformed into a temporary home for us. It was situated in the grounds of the home of a Mr and Mrs Baldwin of Start Point, a bungalow in the village. I went to the village school and remember a Mr Needham was the head master. My mother and I used to walk along the canal to go to Stratford unless the swans were nesting as then we daren't as they used to fly at us and could have caused us serious damage, then had to go on the diesel train. We weren't there all that long before my father had to go elsewhere but I have many happy memories of my short time in Wilmcote.
Park Lane
I spent many happy days during the summer holidays with my grandparents who lived at No 1 Park Lane. I played in the park opposite and in a wood across a field at the back of the house. There was a pig sty at the bottom of the garden where they kept a couple of pigs until they were ready for slaughter. The butcher, who only had one arm, slaughtered the pigs on the back yard, although as I remember he only had one arm. I believe his name was Eden. One of my favourite places is the churchyard where the family graves are. I can stand in there, shut my eyes and the smell of the evergreen trees is exactly as it was when I was a youngster. I am 71 now. Happy Days.
History of Goldicote
I married into the family who lived in Goldicote Farm in 1953. I have a copy of the people who occupied Goldicote house from 976 to1953. I also have several pages of its history. The notes were prepared by D.A.McDonnell in 1955.
Susan Walters From 1964-1973
My memories tell me that it was always sunny. I played all day with Cathy, Deb and Christine Buckingham, Gary Kennard, Jimmy and Johny Woodwood, Tina and Jane Coplestone and David Blundel. Conker picking near the church yard. Playing in the hay stacks and pig pens. Catching sticklebacks in the river. Picking buttercups in the water meadows. Having the run of Wasperton House and gardens. Huge bondfires in Mr Cannings field. My home Avon Cottage. The village fete at Wasperton House. Walking to school in Barford. Climbing trees. My dad was the gardener and my mum the house keeper to Wasperton House when Mr & Mrs Oubridge lived there. Mr & Mrs Clack owned the Post Office. I had my birthday parties in the village hall. Snowdrops in the wood by Wasperton corner. Feeding the swans on the river. Playing on Gary Kennards Go Kart. Walking to Hampton Lucy over the fields. The Harvest festival in Church. Bob Holton on his bike. Bird nesting. Swimming in Wasperton House pool. In... Read more
Samual James Whitehouse
I recently visited Wootton Wawen to look at the war memorial where my great-grandfather Samual James Whitehouse is mentioned. He was the local postman and sadly died at the beginning of the First World War. I felt honored to be able to visit such a pretty place where he had lived. If anyone has memories of him or his son, Harold Whitehouse who was my grandfather,I would love to hear them.
