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Woodend maps
Historic maps of Woodend and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Woodend maps
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Woodend area books
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Northamptonshire memories
Blakesley Manor
I have a picture somewhere of Blakesley Manor, which was demolished in about 1967 and replaced with a housing estate!!! My dad thought that he should have inherited it, but he found out that it was left to his grandparents (who were ordinary people, in service) with extensive repairs needed plus death duties, thus it went into chancery. I always remember the shock and sense of unfairness I felt, when I found out that it had been knocked down, when I had been staring at it only a year or so before.
Chris R
6th Northwood Scouts go Hostelling
I remember staying at the youth hostel in Greens Norton with the patrol leaders of the 6th Northwood Scout Group. I was an ASL (Assistant Scout Leader) with the troop for several years and as I had always loved going to the YHA hostels I suggested a couple of days' cycling for the older boys. Maybe the other leaders knew more than me as none of them volunteered to come with me! So I finished up leading a party of half a dozen 15-year olds with their bikes. Money was tight - I think there was an economic recession at the time - so we availed ourselves of Kellogg's cornflake packet coupons which could be redeemed for free railway tickets. And so we obtained a handful of train tickets for the boys and their bikes for the 30th and 31st March. We took a train northwards, I can't remember just where now, and then practised our navigation with the local Ordnance Survey maps to get ourselves to the little YHA hostel... Read more
Early Years at Farthingstone
I was born in 1950 and lived in Farthingstone until I was 3. There are many things I will never forget. My first haircut, with me sat on a wooden box at the bottom of someone's garden. "All things bright and beautiful" at the village church. Walking in the Joy Mead with family or friends. Looking over the garden wall at the cows in the farmyard and most of all how much I loved this peaceful, quiet village.
Helmdon 1982 - 1983
My husband (Jose) and I were stationed at RAF Upper Heyford and lived on Church Street (81 Church I believe) with our 2 young children (Erin and Justin) from May 1982 until we moved to base housing at RAF Upper Heyford in May 1983. Our wonderful neighbors were Robert (Bob) and Gay Wallis (children - Jenny and John) and on the other side of us were the Grants (can't think of their first names) who raised Jacob's sheep from which they spun and used the wool for beautiful handwoven sweaters. Other people we remember from the village were Hazel and Nick Bullen who had children close to our kiddos' ages...Nathaniel and Tom and later a baby girl, Jessica. Our son Justin went to primary school just after we moved there and had Ms. Nightingale as his teacher. Iris Cashmore (sp?) was our child minder. We have very fond memories of our time in the village and would love to hear from anyone who might remember... Read more
Dreams
Now living in Australia, when we think of England we think of the Brave Old Oak when it was kept by Tony and Sylvia Hackett. What a magical Inn, what a magnificient couple, they represented everything unique about English Innkeeping. Friends tell us it is now a pigstye patronised by yobs, a disgrace to a lovely English Market Town
Early Years
My early memories of Woodford, were being taken by bus, from Byfield Primary School, to the Moravian church, in Parsons Street, for the polio injection, also of going to the cinema, which was opposite the Post Office, to see the Big Country.
Some of my relatives, worked on the railway, I spent a lot of happy times, watching the comings and goings, to the sheds, watching the Master Cutler and the Yorkshireman, the two high speed mainline trains, at that time.
Childhood
My father was the village policeman until 1958 and we lived in the Police House which doubled as a Police Station (there was a counter for public use at the front of the house). We left for Corby in 1958 when I was 6.
My memories are of the blacksmith's forge (opposite the secondary school), Nobby Brown's dairy (next to the railway station), the picture house, Northrop's butcher's shop, the Fleur De Lys pub (landlady Jean Shrimpton), black topped bread from the bakery, the Fox and Hounds pub, bus journeys on a Bedford OB bus, Saturday shopping trips to Banbury on the train, cricket at Preston Capes and the village primary school.
Other names I can recall are John Kingston (dairy farmer), Francis Cross (farmer from Preston Capes), Len Summers (or Somers), Dennis Raines (who drove railway shunters), John Moore (the vicar) and Les Northrop (the butcher).
