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The Woodhouse Cirencester Park Estate
My great-grandfather was called George Darlow, he was the Head Gamekeeper to Lord Bathurst and often walked about the estate looking for traps that poachers might have set for the deer. My mother visited him and his wife who was called Nancy but her actual real name was Annie Darlow, they had 11 children, all the boys went to war and three of the girls went into service. My mother's recollections of going to The Woodhouse are full of wondrous views along the avenues and of going to the Barn where the owls were to spend a penny!
Here in Kemble Now, And I Love It.
I moved to the old side of Kemble last year, and the thing I love about the place, is that nothing is really a memory(ie: being in the past). The village seems to have remained unchanged, bar a couple of newer buildings, and the modern cars, for years - it's just like living in the 1950s! I love the place so much it's inspired me to create a Kemble Community Website where you'll find plenty of photos showing exactly what I mean about the place. Kris
Caravan Holiday With Mum
We stayed in a small caravan on Ridings Farm, owned then by Mr & Mrs Rand. We travelled by coach from Gosport, Hampshire. Catherine Hackett, my mother,adopted me when I was less than a year old, she was widowed and had 4 children of her own and as you can guess she was very special. Gosport is a naval town on the opposite side of the Portsmouth harbour. We had no television, no car and so I had quite a limited childhood. To then find myself amongst this truly lovely countryside and the introduction to cows, calves, piglets etc was awesome. We spent another holiday there some 4 or 5 years later and they were the only two holidays that I remember that we had. France Lynch has been in my memories all that time, it caused me thereafter to search for houses in the country and the farm experience, to give me my love for animals and I can happily report that I now... Read more
Evacuee
I was evacuated to Daglingworth in 1941 from London and was billeted at Warrens Gorse Cottages just outside the village with my younger brother and sister. We attended the village school which was run by Miss Bacon (a bit of a tartar) and we made many friends. I particularly remember a Freddie Boulton and a Mollie Carpenter and a couple of other girls which their names have been lost in my memory but their existence still remains. Mrs Scrutton was the Lady of the Manor and lived in the Manor with her daughter Joan who was in charge of the evacuees. I was at one time billeted in the Manor House with Mrs Scrutton when a Mrs Kent who I was billeted with at Warrens Gorse Cottages moved to Gloucester and I was awaiting a new billet. It was a very strange time for us youngsters from London as we were too young to know what exactly was going on, missing our mum and dad terribly, getting the blame for... Read more
The Square House 1973
I was born in Swindon, and brought home to the Square House as my mum and dad and Nanna lived here. My dad (Tony Wright) was a woodman for Lord Bathurst. We lived here until about 1977, when we moved to Swindon. My dad has lots of stories about working in the woods, and there are lots of family photos of us in the garden at the Square House. The house was divided in two, and we lived next door to Colonel and Mrs Jackson, who had a Siamese cat called Tiggy.
The house looked different to this photo, we had a lovely garden with roses in it and a chicken run.
One particular night I remember was January 2nd 1976, when my sister was born. It was the time of the 1976 storms, and our power was cut off. My Nanna and I were sat at the kitchen table with candles and we were playing games to pass the time whilst my dad made his way to Swindon... Read more
Family Home.
The Round House has fond memories for the Perry family because my late father (Ronald) was born there in 1924. He was the youngest of five (Win, Leslie, John & Patience). His father John worked on the land with the oxen for Lord Bathurst.
Hoare Family, Woolstaplers House
While exploring my British Roots in 2003 with my then 80+years-old mother we were blessed with the opportunity offered by the owner of the Woolstapler House, pictured in the lower right foreground of this photograph of Coxwell Street, to tour the house and landscape. I have a photo of this exact perspective, except mine is from ground level, and I am delighted to see Coxwell Street from this end of the street. Interestingly, a cousin of mine in England tells me of her experience visiting the street a number of years earlier. A very small and quite elderly lady stopped and spoke with her as she stood in front trying to take in her family's experience. The little lady told her that the street, at one time, dead-ended at this corner, which I have not been able to verify. The remainder of this photo is absolutely identical to my own, with the exception of a number of colorful automobiles parked on the street today. This photo could be of... Read more
