Memories of Winchmore Hill

I was born in Winchmore Hill in 1903 and always lived there. As a child, I recall, after walking home from Penn Street school, I would be met at the door by my mother with a piece of bread and jam in one hand and a milk can in the other, and off I would go again walking to Woodrow to get a pennyworth of skimmed milk.

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Coleshill

Coleshill is a lovely village which is set back from the main road between Beaconsfield and Amersham leaving us free from through traffic.

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