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Historic maps of Thornbury and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Thornbury maps
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Bredenbury| Bromyard| Rochford| Clifton-On-Teme| Tenbury Wells| Eastham| Whitbourne| Burford| Newnham Bridge| Stoke Prior| Stanford Bridge| Lindridge| Little Hereford| Brimfield
Thornbury area books
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Creeks Mill
My grandmother Alice Weaver lived in an old tumbldown cottage at Creeks Mill. She was a widow, and married my grandad George Wylde around 1900. My dad was born in 1903. They moved to Top House on the Highwood. The Creeks Mill house was left to ruin. As a child, I went with my mum and aunty to pick the primroses, violets, blackberries and rosehips that grew round the old house. There was a little stream with a waterfall and a very rickety bridge over to the house. I have an old black and white photo of the house and my grandma.
Joy Langford
Home
Entering this house was like the first day in the rest of my life, shaping me into the person I am today.
I Stayed There
Approx 1962 I had a weekend at Buckenhill Manor. I served with Ken Stewart at Boscombe Down when at week ends he was travelling around various book and agricultural fairs. As I remember it, his cousin and her husband founded Landsman Books. The husband died and Ken played a greater role in the business, becoming in effect a partner. The business expanded, Ken and his wife had a number of children as had his cousin and they decided to combine families and living accommodation. The availability of the manor house solved all domestic problems. It was purchased and 'tidying up' began. The clock from the tower was brought to the office for cleaning and servicing. A barn was built/restored to provide storage for the vast number of books the firm carried: it had its own separate heating/conditioning system. Inside the house the enormous kitchen was provided with shelves and cupboards - made on-site by Ken. Interior decoration was begun. The cold water supply, provided from a spring (located... Read more
A Childhood Holiday
My family spent a very happy holiday as guests of the Barnaby famly who owned the castle. About 6 years old, I recall being transported from the station in a Trojan estate car - a most innovative design at the time with its unique diesel engine. Mr Barnaby, a botanist who wrote on Alpine flora, also owned a wonderful long-nosed Allard sports car with a dickie seat formed by opening the boot in which I rode in the open air with much glee. During our stay we rode ponies and followed a rabbit shoot on the estate, but most vivid is the time when the Barnaby children together with my older sisters and I ascended one of the turrets and emerged into a swarm of bees. Screaming with hysteria and with bees crawling in my hair I was rescued in the kitchen by Mrs Barnaby and my mum who administered blue bags and calmed me. I wasn't actually stung but my elder sister was, under the... Read more
St. Michael's Church
My mother and her sisters were married at St Michael's church at Lower Rochford. They lived at Peter's Cottage. Gran and Grandad Kennett used to be the caretakers of the church and are buried in the church yard. It is the quaintest little church I have ever seen and it is so well looked after by the local people.
We used to go down to Lower Rochford every few weeks when our last remaining auntie was alive but unfortunately we have nothing to go down for now only our memories.
I was rather surprised that there were no photos of Lower Rochford church because it is very old and so pretty.
The Adams family own a lot of the land in the area and I am sure Rosemary could say far more about the area than I can.
Margaret Hampson
Wonderful Days
I moved to a small new house in Saxon Close in Clifton in 1962 - and have regretted moving away (for work) in 1974 ever since! To me, with Clifton set in the heart of some of the most beautiful countryside in Britain, it then, and for that matter still, epitomises all that is truly English that seems to be long gone elsewhere. With a population of 364 back then, village life revolved mainly around the church and the Red Lion pub (wonderful nights, where the village policeman would tell the clientel which way to drive home when the pub closed), and on a lot of occasions such as weddings, both would work together. It was far enough away from Worcester to still be very much a self-help and neighbourly community, and as such had an incredible and remarkably active and enjoyable social life. Of course, everyone knew everyone else, and their business, with some residents' families having lived there for centuries being more "local" than others!
I returned... Read more
Nash School
I went to live in Nash in 1955 as a foster child. I attended Nash School from 1955 - 1958 when Mrs Jones was the headmistress. The school sadly closed in 1958 and we were moved to Burford School near Tenbury Wells.
Life at Nash School was idyllic and we used to run through the lanes to school every day. When it snowed badly we stayed at home or were taken in by tractor! I still have a photo of us all on the day the school closed in July 1958. There were 23 pupils and Mrs Jones.
Even now at night I often lie in bed remembering the days around the lanes. The glorious flowers, catkins, conkers, crab apples, blackberries and elderberries. The list is endless. Reading Laurie Lee always remind me of so much!
I went to school with the Tenchs from Groom's Cottage at Knowle, the Bowkleys from Harthall and the Postans from Nash. We were poor, scruffy and dishevelled but we had a... Read more
