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Historic maps of Upper Heyford and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Upper Heyford maps
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Lower Heyford| Steeple Aston| Souldern| Tackley| Deddington| Aynho| Bicester| Barford St Michael| Adderbury| Barford St John| Woodstock| Bloxham
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Memories of Upper Heyford
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TDY at RAF Upper Heyford
I was temporarily stationed at RAF Upper Heyford with the USAF Strategic Air Command reflex bombers from Lincoln AFB, Nebraska, USA in 1963. We were billoted in the WW2 bomber pilot's barracks on the Base. My buddy and I would regularly walk from the Base to The Bell pub in Lower Heyford and drink bitters and throw darts with the British WW2 veterans. I'll never forget the walk through the village and the black dog that would meet us at King George's field and escort us to the pub. The picture of the Bell, with the exception of the signs, is the same as when we were there. There has been an addition built on the left side as you face the front of the building, but the bar looks essentially the same. Brought back good memories. The sign on the pub at that time was a bell. There was another pub before we reached the village that was called, I believe,... Read more
When I Was Stationed at The US Air Force Base
I was stationed in the US Air Force Base from 1981 to 1983 and used to frequent an Irish Pub there. I really enjoyed my time visiting with everyone in the pub each day. They all became my friends. I cannot remember exactly where the pub was located (other than near the base) and cannot remember the name of the pub. If anyone remembers a Yank that became one of the lads, please drop me a line. I have been telling my Irish American fiancee all about my time with the Irish in England. She loves hearing about my time spent there. Joe. email me at joewieromiej@yahoo.com
Up
In 1971 I was living in lodgings at the bottom of the High Street at Upper Heyford with Mrs Ball and her husband. I met my husband who was stationed at Upper Heyford and we got married in 1973 and moved into a place called the Old Rectory, it was a large big old place mostly let into flats to Americans from the base. We used go in the old pub at the top of the road. When the F111's took off they would rattle the windows but they were the best days of my life, wonderful memories.
Guard of Honour
Seventy years ago, I was stationed at RAF Upper Heyford and was selected to be included in the Guard of Honour when King George Vl visited in either April, May or June (memory not what it was at 88!) 1940. I do recall seeing two photographs of the event in which I was pictured. Over the years, with my daughter's help, we have tried to obtain copies - sadly, unsuccessfully to date. If anyone should read and recall this occasion and feel they could help my quest, please contact me through this 'memories' section. Many thanks
My Childhood
My mother Vilet Golder was born in Upper Heyford into a large family. She married my father who came from Newcastle, she met him whilst he was serving at the RAF base. Although there were quite a few families called Golder living there at the same time, not all are from the same tree. I have managed to trace quite a few over the years and there is still a Golder living there although that was her maiden name. If you can help me trace more Golders then please dont hesitate to contact me
chridunham@aol.com
Cheers.
RAF Upper Heyford
I was in the Parachute section at Heyford until 1950 when I left the RAF, as an ageing wrinkly my memories are not that good, But I remember we used to get a battered old coach at a weekend ( Smiths Coaches)( I believe now Heyfordian) to bring us on weekend pass to London I then lived in Essex, he would then pick us up at about midnight from Marble Arch on Sunday for the return trip, I well remember on one occasion getting carried away with a girl I was with and missing my return trip, I had to get an early morning train to Oxford then walk all the way from Oxford station back to camp to be back on parade for Mon morning, I was shattered.
Part of my Job with two others was to unload the now empty chute bags from the Dakotas when they came back from the dropping zone, the Daks did not have their side doors on and on some occasions we... Read more
Memories of Upper Heyford School
I was born in Upper Heyford. My parents lived at Somerton Road, my dad came from Upper Heyford and lived at Bunny Row as it was called and still is.
I went to the local village school. The infant teacher was Mrs Jones and in the juniors the teacher was Mrs Cooper Scott, I think.
One thing that happened involved two certain boys who set fire to a hayrick in Bill Varney's yard which was close to the school(I wonder who one of those boys could be, lol) which was about 1954/55.
I can also remember most of my school friends who I still see from time to time.
Upper Heyford School
My father was stationed at RAF Upper Heyford 1949 to 1953. My brothers, Peter, Michael and myself, Mary, went to the village school. My older brother Richard went to school in Steeple Aston. I remember the two rooms, the infants with Mrs Jones in the small building and the Juniors in the other. We had a teacher, a Mrs Kearney, the same surname as myself, who lived in the teachers house opposite the school. I remember some names, a Victor Gregory, Veronica Rackstraw (I think) - I'm not sure whether she was the girl who was knocked down by a car up by the Co-Op and broke her leg. There was a girl called Jennifer, I think her grandmother ran the post office. I remember a girl who I think was related to the family who ran the coach firm. She and her family went to Australia. Zena Creed, I used to call for her sometimes on the way to school.
I remember May Day and the May... Read more
