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Caption for Woodhouse Eaves, Maplewell Road C1955: Local dry stone walling, brick and Swithland slate are all here in abundance, as the road drops down from Maplewell Hall to the village centre. Quarrymen and their families must have occupied a high proportion of the cottages, working to fulfil the 18th- and 19th-century demand for slate both as a roofing material, and for graveyard headstones, of which many are works of art. Ultimately the quarries were overwhelmed by the cheaper Welsh slate.

An extract from Leicestershire Villages Photographic Memories.

Memories of Woodhouse Eaves

I have photos of all of the bedrooms that were named after nursery rhymes.

I grew up in Woodhouse Eaves and my siblings and I went to the school in this picture. This is of St Paul's junior school and if my memory is correct it had four classrooms, and the headmaster's office was in the building closest in view. We had to go into his office to get our school supplies as he had them stored in a (...Read full memory)

I spent four months there when I was eight after being ill. I had my ninth birthday there and I remember always having malt and cod liver oil every night before bed.

My family lived in Woodhouse Eaves for a short while - it was a beautiful town and although I have few memories now, I do remember a local Doctor - Dr. Wykes, who taught me to ride a horse. I often wonder what happened to him - I live in the States now but have never forgotten him or his family. I am not sure of (...Read full memory)

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