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Wollaston maps

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Wollaston area books

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Memories of Wollaston

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The Square And Nag's Head Hotel c1955, Wollaston
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I was born in Wollaston in 1944 and left the village in 1971.I would love to hear from any of my friendswho still live there if they want to hear from me.

The Nag''s Head

The Square And Nag's Head Hotel c1955, Wollaston
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One didn't have to travel to London in the past to watch pro bands plying their trade. The Nag's Head public house was a much attended venue during the late 1960s and early 1970s for watching many of the (what was then known as) progressive bands of that era. The pub was run by the a very large man by the name of Bob Knight, Bob was a Godsend to Northamptonshire in attracting many bands from London to play in our county. These were the days of Afghan coats, velvet trousers, large floppy hats and ridiculous stack heeled boots! 'Make love not war' was well and truly in fashion and although the place was full every Friday night I never witnessed any trouble there in the five years that I visited the venue, yes, the 1960s had a lot of good points as long as you didn't look too hard at the shopping malls etc. Some of the better known bands who played 'The Nag's' were (I must make an... Read more

Northamptonshire memories

The Ridge

I lived at 71 The Ridge for 20 years from 1946 to 1966 when I went to Agricultural college. I still have happy memories of going to the youth club in the Church hall. Playing games and helping in harvest time at Top Farm, long walks down to the Nene on sunny afternoons. Lots of friends - Bob Digby, Tony Bond, Mick Arch, John Thompson and Jane Ingram etc. A few beers in the Stags Head or down at the club.

The Old Mill

Can anyone remember the old windmill in a field just off Olney Road? It was blown down in a very strong gale in, I think, March 1948. I seem to remeber that 2 sisters by the name of Little, used to live in a house very close by. It was in the area where the original houses in Mill Road were built

The Church Where David Tall Married Susan Ford in 1963

All Saints Church c1965, Earls Barton
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This is a photo of Earls Barton Church in 1965, just two years after Susan Ford of Earls Barton married David Tall of Wellingborough 21 Sept 1963.

Miss Wills - Teacher at Earls Barton Primary School Poss 1965

All Saints Church c1965, Earls Barton
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Attending Primary School in Earls Barton I remember a teacher called Miss Wills very well.
She drew shy pupils out of their shells and plonked them on the stage. The performance she put on included Alice in Wonderland and I remember her encouaging all to participate.
Miss Wills took a small group of pupils from my year and took us, for the very first time, to the Northampton Rep to see Great Expectations. It was our first introduction to the theatre and also to Charles Dickens.
A sort of 60's version of Jean Brodie she chose children who she felt had potential and embedded within them a love of English and a love of the theatre.
A wonderful teacher!
Marian Kelleher

The Best Years of my Life

The Village c1955, Earls Barton
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Happy memories indeed. For an eight year old living in the village in the mid 1950s it was heaven. Long summer evenings and school holidays playing in woods, open fields and on building sites. Or cycling (yes at eight) to Overstone park or down to Castle Ashby station to watch the trains from Northampton and Wellingborough come past. No nanny state in those days, no parents worrying about their children playing out until dusk! Memories of the smell of leather from the shoe factory on North Street come flooding back along with memories of Lyons Maid ice creams and Jublies from Ingrams shop on Victoria Street. The village bobby was called Bosworth who once gave me four lashes of the strap and confiscated my bike for four days just because I nicked a few World War One rifles that I found in an anex next to the church. I tried to sell them for six pence each to my mates. How times have changed for today, social workers,... Read more

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