Worfield, the Village 1899

Mexican Garden and Sir Oliver Lees

I too remember the Mexican cacti garden at Worfield. It was owned by Lieutenant General Sir Oliver Lees and was a favourite place of my father's as there was a Mexican band. We used to sit and listen to the unusual strains of the Mexican songs over the Shropshire countryside. Bizarre, but a lovely memory!

Sir Oliver Lees cacti garden

I remember going to the Mexican gardens at Worfield, I'm sure they were owned by Sir Oliver Lees and there was a Mexican band.

My uncle's grave

This isnt really a memory as such but I'm after some help if anyone can. My uncle died before I was born and he was buried in Worfield. I know from my aunty that he isn't buried in the main graveyard but further up the hill, in a different graveyard, but unfortunately, his grave is unmarked. I just wonder if anyone has any type of record of burials in Worfield in the early 1960s. He was only 14 when he died and his name was Michael Barlow. I hope that might jog some memories.

My dad's family travelled the world as my grandfather was in the RAF and they were stationed at RAF The Hobbins which it was known at the time.

I'd love to know where his grave is so I can pay my respects. My family is all over the place, I don't speak to my dad (his brother) and my grandma is in a home and is completely un-compas-mentas.

It's a long shot but if anyone can offer any help, I'd be very grateful.

Major's Cacti Gardens, Worfield

As a child in the 1960s I recall being taken to a Colonel's (or Major's) cacti gardens in Worfield. It was quite an affair as I recall. I also recall when the owner died he insisted the whole place was destroyed - the cactus burnt etc.  Can anyone recall this? I have googled, but nothing pops up.

Worfield School Dinners

During 1956/57 my parents lived at Oldington, off the Bridgnorth road and my local school was at Worfield.

I was 6 years old at the time and attended the school there with my older cousins, Olive, Micheal and Alan Woodifled.  We were picked up by the bus at the top of the lane and it chugged its smoky way down to the school in Worfield. I loved it there. Such a cosy, intimate place. The most memorable thing about the school was lunchtime when we always seemed to have a huge jug of creamy custard and fantastic biscuits with our dessert.  Delicious.

I  loved the village and return often to see what, if anything, has changed.

Many of my friends have held their wedding receptions at the Worfield Village Hall and I ALWAYS look forward to such occasions.

Carrol Kelly nee Woodfield