Wilmslow, The War Memorial c.1955
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Photo of Wilmslow, The War Memorial c.1955

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This restrained war memorial was erected after the first war and added to after the second. It is always interesting to see the differences between the two. Apart from the heavier loss of life during the so called Great War, men then overwhelmingly joined the army with local conflict saw a much wider variety of occupations in the armed forces, and Wilmslow men were spread throughout the services and theatres of war.

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War Memorials

A special selection of photographs from our Archive of the War Memorials that connect us with those who fought and perished in the conflicts that have shaped the world we live in today. "They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old: Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn. At the going down of the sun and in the morning, We will remember them."- Laurence Binyon, For The Fallen

A Selection of Memories from Wilmslow

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 Wilmslow

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I found a reference to the house while researching my ancestors. Without using too many great, great, great etc. He was my grandfather's grandfather !
The mill you refer to in the text was about 100 yards up the road from St. Bartholomews, on the opposite side of the road. It was owned by William Bower (not Bowen), and was the last of several Bower cotton mills in Wilmslow, closing in the late 1840's. William lived in a house next to the church, and his will was certified by, among anothers, Mr. Torkington, then owner of the George and Dragon pub (still standing).
I was evacuated to Chester during World War II and met Romany and his dog Raq on a number of occasions when he visited our school.  He talked to us about the countryside, did beautiful simple charcoal drawings of the creatures he was discussing, told us what to wear to become 'Nature detectives' and even played tunes for us on the piano.  He was a lovely man.