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 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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Memories of Coleshill

Village life in Coleshill has changed considerably since we were children about fifty years ago. It is a very beautiful village and over the past twenty years has attracted the financially better-off. Consequently all the cottages which in our childhood were rented to people with families, some of them quite large,-have been bought up and enlarged and on the whole are occupied by elderly and retired people. Most of the young couples from the village are unable to afford to buy any property here—there being now very few to rent—so they have to move away to live, and this means that we have far fewer children living here.

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