That Reminds Me was a weekly column published in the Bletchley Gazette from January 1973 to December 1978.
Originally from Yorkshire, Harold (Heppy) Hepworth had worked on The Gazette for twenty years. He preferred to describe himself as a reporter, though his title was officially Leader Writer or Assistant Editor. Later, we believe after his retirement, he began this series of articles on a wide variety of topics – though mostly about life and the characters in Bletchley. Our volunteers Wendy Williams and Penny Perdue have transcribed these stories and we present them now, as before, in a regular offering.
Creator
Harold Hepworth for the Bletchley Gazette
Place
Bletchley
Reference number
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There is nothing like old newspapers for recalling the sights, sounds and atmosphere of former years. As far as I am concerned, you can keep your official histories and government-inspired reports on this and that. The real nitty-gritty comes through in the newspapers, even in periods when they are subject to some form of censorship. ...
Wavendon Methodists have just been celebrating the centenary of their present church, which was opened in November 1878, and which superseded a much older one. Features of the celebrations have been a special service on October 15, attended by ministers and members of all churches in the Milton Keynes circuit; a reunion of former members ...
Huge markets for the sale of general goods were a feature of many northern towns in my young day. You could get nearly everything you wanted there. Masses of people gathered and the clamour of the “barkers” was terrific.
Some of the characters were never to be forgotten. There was a large, fat woman we knew ...
I wonder how many people who travel regularly on the main railway line, or who pass over or under it, appreciate that it represents the greatest feat of purely manual construction achieved since the building of the Great Wall of China or the pyramids?
Yet such is the case. And the man who engineered it, and ...
In the few weeks after my son was born he was the usual centre of attraction – among womenfolk at least.
They peeped at him in his pram, made clucking noises, and then began discussing who he was like, his mother or his father. This was never suitably settled. Personally I didn’t think he looked much ...
The other day I was very surprised to learn that it is now ten years since Sherwood Drive, Bletchley, was opened for all its length and 18 years since the man after whom it is named retired to the south coast.
The late Mr Reginald Leuty Sherwood will never be forgotten by those who knew him ...
I had not been in North Bucks many weeks when I found there was something distinctly odd about the local ecclesiastical parish boundaries. I think it was the late Mr Leopold Durran who first brought the matter to my attention in the form of a mild rebuke. Mr Durran described himself as an ophthalmic optician ...
I will be surprised if, among your Christmas cards, you do not receive one with a village church pictured on it, and from the start I warn you that this piece is not going to comprise the kind of tinselled trivia that passes as Christmassy, but is going to be about a village church and ...
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