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Retirement Is Not Roses All The Way (10 May 1974)

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“You’ll be all right now you’ve retired,” they said. “Your time will be your own. Getting up when you like and going to bed when you like. Doing a bit of gardening, then sitting in the sun with your feet up. Tripping off with the wife two or three days at a time. Roses, roses ...
Even The Bad Times Were Good For Men Like These (17 May 1974)

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Two of the most interesting men I met during my early years in Bletchley were Mr. John Robert (“Bob”) Bryant, of Duncombe Street, and his neighbour, Mr. Thomas Beckett, who lived round the corner in Osborne street. They came from rather different backgrounds, but they had one thing in common. There were allotment digging enthusiasts. ...
More Noughts And Dots That Means Summat And Nowt! (12 July 1974)

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I see that the Wizard of O’s has been at it again – to the further bafflement and discomfiture of all we 60 and 70 year olds who now wrestle in despair with the intricacies of the metric system. This time he materialises in the form of an ‘important notice’ to customers of the East Midlands ...
Commuters Had To Pay A Ten-Bob Rent "Fine" (24 May 1974)

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No doubt Gazette readers were pleased to see in the May 3 issue that only one per cent of Bletchley’s working population were unemployed as against a national average of 2.9 per cent. They comprised 160 men and 40 women. As against this there were current vacancies for 400 men and 290 women. Wolverton was in a ...
It Wall Roll-Up And Queue-Up For The TV Look-In (21 June 1974)

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During my first two or three weeks in Bletchley in 1946 I was mildly curious about the di-pole (letter H-type) aerials attached to a number of houses in the town. I had seen many similar aerials before, but they had been on army masts and vehicles, not on civilian buildings. By some means which I have ...
The Family Bible Reveals Clues To A Doctor's Dynasty (9 August 1974)

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A factor that made me feel more at home when I first came to Bletchley was the presence here of a number of other Yorkshiremen who were in fairly prominent positions in the town and had been for years. Men like Mr. R.L. Sherwood, who was clerk of the urban council, Mr. E.C. Cook, who ...
Those Were The Good Old Days... Or Were They? (20 September 1974)

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On rainy days – and at the time of writing we are having lots of them – there is nothing I like more than looking through old newspapers, especially “local rags”. By “old” I mean anything published more than 50 years ago. Maybe because I was 50 years at the trade, I find that they ...
Just A Pennyworth - But A Revealing Read (3 October 1974)

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A week or two back I gave some advertising items from the Fenny Stratford Weekly Times of August 28, 1879, which I trust were not without interest. Now I turn to the paper’s local editorial content. It comprises only four-and-a-half columns on the back page of the four-page paper, but I personally find it a ...
Mysteries Are Piled On Mysteries (15 October 1974)

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I like a good mystery. Especially do I like a good mystery of history, such is why a Gretna Green situation seems to have arisen at Great Woolstone during the six years 1664 to 1669 inclusive. This mystery, with its suggestion of runaway marriages, was brought to light in 1947 by Mr. Warren Dawson. Mr. Dawson ...
Crisis? Worse In The Old Days (6 February 1975)

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Grim warnings of economic disaster are in the air. “Tighten your belts” is one call; “Save energy” is another. We older people do not face the prospect in any mood of complacency. Yet we are fortified by the knowledge that we have come through similar periods of short commons in the past. My own experience began ...
The Riddle Of Two Dead Cats (4 April 1975)

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I was a little surprised to read in a recent issue of the Gazette that St Martin’s Church is now the only building in Fenny Stratford proposed to be listed for conservation on historical and archaeological grounds. Only a little surprised, because since the war there have been a number of such surveys, proposals and recommendations ...
Settling Into A Village Routine (21 March 1975)

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Galley Hill Women’s Institute have celebrated their first anniversary. Nothing much in that, some might say. But wait a minute. Commonly a WI is a village institution, but Galley Hill is a new city housing estate. And commonly a village is a place where most people have known most other people all their lives, but a ...
Those Meals That Turn Me Sour (13 June 1975)

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I note with a certain amount of interest that the Eight Bells Field at Bletchley is in the news again, thanks to a fair that pitched there recently. Incidentally, I insist on spelling it “Bells,” not “Belles,” for reasons I hope to explain at some other time. The authorities have been talking about what to do ...
Remember The Value Of Farthings? (23 May 1975)

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Today’s talk about the very real danger of inflation reminds me of an experience in the days of my youth. At the time I was a junior reporter in an industrial town of over 30,000 people, but this was only at a branch office of a newspaper, whose headquarters were in an adjoining town of ...
A Publican Who Sold Home Brew (6 June 1975)

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Occasionally there comes into the hands of local newspapers material which is of historical interest. This happened to the Gazette in 1949 through a letter from Mr E. Troughton, who lived at Weymouth, but who spent the first 19 years of his long life at Water Eaton in the 1870s and 1880s and who often ...
One Of Those Good Old Summers (28 August 1975)

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One day during the recent hot spell I was in a works canteen. It was hotter there than in the works and I admit I felt suitably frizzled. Three or four lads in their late teens and early 20s came in. They were puffing and blowing. Then another chap who could not have been older ...
So Much For Hard Times Of 1975 (5 September 1975)

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In my article last week on the summer weather I mentioned that according to one source of information 1921 was the driest year this century, with a rainfall of only about half the norm. I have special cause to remember that long warm summer, for my father was a coal miner and that year saw the ...
Paying A Penny To Repair Bully (10 October 1975)

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Some recent notes in this column have stirred memories and people have kindly got in touch with me to tell me so. One is Mr Wal Pacey, of Bletchley, who was reminded of the celebrations held at Tolpuddle, in 1934, the hundredth anniversary of the Martyrs’ transportation to Australia. In the decades since the war Wal has ...
My Week's Holiday Under Canvas (19 September 1975)

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The week before the late-August Bank Holidays two young men whom I shall call Bash and Brut suggested I should go with them on a four-day camping holiday at Weymouth, along with Bash’s little dog. This was to be a preliminary to a more ordinary six-day visit Bash and I would be making to Yorkshire ...
Bletchley - It Just Kept Growing (5 December 1975)

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As becomes a former regular Yeoman of Signals in the Royal Navy, my long-time acquaintance, Ken Fuller, is a forthright sort of chap. So it is not surprising when he bluntly declares in an interview with the Gazette: “I was with the old Bletchley UDC for six years (1953 to 1959) and Bucks County Council for ...
Echoes Of A 'Sex Mad' Society (21 November 1975)

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Are you in your late forties? And, if so, are you apt to be critical of the world around you and especially of today’s youth? If you are, then what follows should interest you. It concerns the years 1946 to 1948, when you yourself were a teenager and Oh…so Righteous. There is too much promiscuity today, ...
The Bucks That Is Now A Memory (12 December 1975)

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A book to be treasured has been compiled by members of the Bucks Federation of Women’s Institutes. It is entitled ‘’A Pattern of Hundreds’’ and is published by Richard Salder Ltd, of Chalfont St Giles. In it, people like 97-year-old Mrs Eliza Gladwin, of Old Bletchley, recall the days of their childhood and youth, and in ...
The Hard Up Christmases Gone By (19 December 1975)

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This Christmas most of us must perforce cut our expenditure on greeting cards and other forms of good cheer. Lest we should grouse too much at the decrease of affluence, however, I invite you to read part of an article which appeared in the old North Bucks Times at Christmas, 1946. Its writer was born ...
Shocking, The Price Of Spuds These Days (6 February 1976)

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What do you think of the price of potatoes, missus? Shocking, isn’t it? I don’t wonder you don’t see kids playing with potato guns these days. The cost of the ammunition would be prohibitive. I am not a very old man. Just going on for 68, in fact. But I remember visiting my grandmother as a ...