Marlow Bottom

In the late 1920s it would have taken someone with a flair for predicting the future to guess that Marlow Bottom, which was then little more than rough fields with a muddy track running down the centre, would 40 years later provide homes for nearly 5,000 people. It was in the mid-1940s that the move towards development started. Families from the poorer parts of London who were experiencing nightly bombing found that they could escape for short weekends just for the down payment of £20 for a 40 ft frontage on the unmade-up road. These settlers, all do-it-yourself fans, had fiercely held views on what their new homes should look like. At weekends the valley hummed with activity, and at that time there were no disapproving planning officers looking over their shoulders to curb their eccentricities.

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Bovingdon Green

Bovingdon Green has a gentle village atmosphere and most of the people who live on the Green find that there is a friendly way of life. This friendship is helped by the fact that in 1968 a group of residents decided to form the Bovingdon Green Preservation Society. This society not only keeps the grass cut and the green looking tidy, but also has social and fund raising activities, a picnic barbecue lunch in the summer and a supper usually twice a year in the Village Hall. Since the society was founded, it has become the custom to plant ornamental trees to the memory of residents who have died.

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Memories of Marlow

I come of a bell-ringing family. My grandfather, who was manager of the rope wharf opposite the 'Compleat Angler' (where now Turk's Boat Yard is) pealed
the bells for forty-five years. In those days the ringers used to spin their own 'string' for the bells and would go to the rope wharf to do it, where there was space for the ropes to be laid out. Grandfather was also elected verger of the church in spite of his refusal to bow and scrape to any odd Lord or Lady who chose to walk through the churchyard.

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Memories of Bovingdon Green

I came to live in Bovingdon Green in 1906, when my Bovingdon father went to work as head gardener at a large house Green called The Orchards, where they kept a carriage and a pair of lovely black horses. I was five years old at the time.

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Education Provision 1833

Great Marlow, Borough and Parish (Pop. 4,237)

Six Infant Schools, in which about 50 children are instructed at the expense of their parents

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