Ampthill, St Andrew's Church c.1955
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Photo of Ampthill, St Andrew's Church c.1955

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Going east from Market Place along Church Street, we reach the small square with the brown stone church on its north side, a curiously villagey one for a town. On the left is the cliff-like Dynevor House, with 1725 on the rainwater hopper-heads, three storeys of box sashes and a corniced parapet. No 36a on the right is late Georgian, while the Feoffee almshouses are late 16th- century timber-framed under the render.

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A Selection of Memories from Ampthill

For many years now, we've been inviting visitors to our website to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was, prompted by the photographs in our archive. Here are some from Ampthill

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How lovely to see this picture of Bedford Street. I lived at the Prince of Wales until I married in 1959. My mom and dad had the pub for many years and dad also had the coaches. Lots of happy memories of the church school next to the Darknings Wood. Miss Grimmer and Mrs Sexton were my fav teachers, ohh.. and Mr Davies the headmaster. I remember also in 1952 when we had the street party - wish I could turn back the clock to ...see more
Prince of Wales Coaches. I think that was my dad's bus coming up Church Street and Vic the postman bless him, you could hear him coming up the street. What lovely memories I have of Ampthill. I lived at Prince of Wales till my marriage in 1959.
I feel sure the postman shown is Vic, who always whistled as he delivered the mail. He was like a favourite uncle when I was a child - sadly missed.
My abiding memory of Ampthill is when I used to go to the Saturday pictures with my cousins and the fire engine would be called out. The only problem was the siren that called them out was the old wartime air-raid siren. What a noise !!! I lived in Maulden but often visited Ampthill. thanks for the memories. !!!