Nostalgic memories of Prestwood's local history

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For many years now, we've been inviting visitors to our web site to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was when the photographs in our archive were taken. From brief one-liners explaining a little bit more about the image depicted, to great, in-depth accounts of a childhood when things were rather different than today (and everything inbetween!). We've had many contributors recognising themselves or loved ones in our photographs.

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As a family we moved to Prestwood approx' 1958, because from here I went straight to the Misbourne school at Gt Missenden aged 11. We had great times and tough times here. Life was not that easy. My parents both worked hard to provide for us, we were 5 boys and 1 girl. My dad provided a stationery engine for the Chequers public house so that the then owner could cut logs for his open fires. Biggest employer was ...see more
My parents were from the area, Dad from Bryants Botom, Mum from Gt Hamden. They shifted to New Zealand straight after they were married, leaving all friends and family behind. Mum always talks about Chequers. As kids, me and my two sisters were lucky enough to visit and school for a while, me at Kingshill, Sally at Hamden School, and I'm not sure where Jane went. I remember it was a drought year and also lots of snow, ...see more
I was 12 and lived in Prestwood for about 6 months, Oct 41 to March 42. Lived at Delsyde, Hockley Road with my parents in the house of the Adams family including Isabel aged about 10 and Leslie about2, Mr Adams had a business in Wycombe in the tyre trade. The landlord at The Chequers was a widow, cannot remember her name but she had a son at RGS Wycombe and I cycled to school with him a few times. At that ...see more
At the age of 16 I remember picking cherries on the trees (still existing in the photo and just shown to the left of the picture) while being too embarrassed/shy to acknowledge the presence of my first "girlfriend", Valery, on her bike below. The Chequers was my fathers local from the mid twenties until the mid eighties. He hardly missed an evening's visit during the whole of that time, so the Chequers became a rather ...see more