Wootton Rivers, Wiltshire

26 EASTON ROYAL

My Greatgrand parents lived in Easton Royal all their lives, Robert & Harriett Waite.
Robert being born in 1867 was brought up by an uncle,he later met and married Harriett Frankam, and they raised 10 children in number 26 Easton Royal.
I first remember going there with my brother to stay for a week or 2 in the summer of 1955... [more]

Old Post Office

My Great Aunt Alice Reynolds owned this cottage and ran the Village Post Office from here, until 1971.  This explains why there is a telephone box in the garden!  

My mum and her two sisters were evacuated here in the war, then my mum and dad honeymooned in the cottage when they got married.

I stayed here sometimes... [more]

Milton and Plant a Tree for 73

A memory of Milton Lilbourne, Wiltshire.
Interesting reference to Plant -a-tree-for-73 as I was the person who set this up. I also attended Milton School from about 1946 to 1950 when I passed a scholarship to go to Adcroft in Trowbridge; having passed for Marlborough Grammar School but failed the interview. At the time of the competition I was the Public... [more]

1973

Hi, I lived in lots of places when I was young including Pewsey, Marlborough where I was born, Hook near Wootton Bassett, and Wootton Rivers. My memories of Milton were living at No3 The Crossroads opposite the garage, until 1973 when I was around 5 or 6 years old. Me and my brother used to walk to the 2 room school,... [more]

World War II

This picture looks as if it is looking down the street with the church on the right hand side. The Post Office in 1940 was opposite the entrance to the churchyard.
Every Saturday morning I would run to the Post Office through the churchyard to receive my weekly packet of sweets and comics that my mother would send to me from... [more]

Family connections to The Limes.

The house in the photograph is The Limes and has a family connection. A great uncle on my mother's side purchased this property. He was Alfred William Reynolds, who was an innkeeper in the White Hart pub opposite the house. He combined publican and greyhound coursing trainer for a period in the early 1900s. He is said... [more]

A Respite, a Sanctuary on a Long Journey.

Savernake Forest is significant to me because this was the chosen halfway point on our family's mid 1950's journey from Hereford to Portsmouth for our annual summer holidays.

Here, my stepfather would pull the old Hillman off the road amongst this ancient, historic forest's huge oaks and take out the sandwiches and lemonade we had packed for the trip and... [more]

My family used to own this!

A photo very similar to this hangs in my bedroom, I am a West and spent many a happy summers here. My family used to own the tearooms, my mother and her brother were caught in the fire in 1966 which resulted in the top two floors being burnt down. Me, my brother and sister visited only once a year as... [more]