Woodhouse Eaves, Main Street c.1955
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Quarrymen's cottages, and the archetypal Pear Tree pub, give no hint of the attractions of the surrounding countryside. Bradgate Park, only a stone's throw away, where Lady Jane Grey, the ill-fated nine-day queen, lived in the now ruined house, is a favourite beauty spot away from the city.

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A Selection of Memories from Woodhouse Eaves

For many years now, we've been inviting visitors to our website to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was, prompted by the photographs in our archive. Here are some from Woodhouse Eaves

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My memories of the home are all very positive. I would have been 6 yrs old, and recovering from pneumonia. Coming from the Children's Hospital in Derby, the drive over was memorable. A big black car, very special. There was an 'aeroplane' motif, like a hood ornament on the gate as we drove in and down the drive. We were dirt poor and lived below street level at no.7, North Parade in ...see more
I was three years old when I went to Charnwood Forest for four weeks to convalesce in late spring 1949. I was recovering from pleurisy and pneumonia. My parents didn't have a car so I was collected from home in Birmingham in a black 'London' taxi. There were three children on the back seat and one boy was holding a kidney bowl on his lap because he felt sick. I sat facing ...see more
I was here in 1957 recovering from pneumonia. I was sent through the motor panels where my dad worked. I was seriously home sick as my dad didn't have a car so I only saw them once the whole time I was there.wendy benn
My name is Jacqueline Billingsley. I was sent here in the 1950's from hospital due to kidney problems. I remember the Matron who would take her small dog for walks every morning in the woods. Being very fond of dogs even at a young age but the Matron would never let any of us pet or even play with her dog. I had a best friend there called Pat whom I recall had been burnt over most of her body. Visiting day ...see more