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The best roast lunches ever

I worked in High Wycombe as a young man in my 20's and discovered the Swan pub, see the sign? Every weekday lunchtime they did a roast dinner and pudding and a coffee for a set price. No menu. I remember the dining room having some big and some small tables and the same people went there for lunch every day. Because I had only been going there 2 days a week for 2 years no-one actually spoke to me yet. The most fantastic roast lunches would be served up by two old ladies and a daughter I think. I would guess the daughter to be forty and the other ladies to be ancient. It was like school dinners on steroids. ...read more here
A memory of West Wycombe contributed by Donald Macdonald

1949 onwards at West Wycombe

I will always consider myself fortunate to have been born in West Wycombe as it presented the ideal place for people growing up in the 50's and 60's. The village was a dream location and the school even better with a super set of friends and teachers well managed by Mr. Holdbrook the Head. We enjoyed one of the best playgrounds on The Hill that anyone could have wished for.
The Summers seemed long in those days with wall to wall football and cricket at The Pedestal Stadium accompanied by our main passion of Trainspotting. West Wycombe Station was open until 1958 and well manged by Percy the Porter who kept our gang in check whilst watching the passing trains. When ...read more here
A memory of West Wycombe contributed by gerald rivett

The Chequers

At the age of 16 I remember picking cherries on the trees (still existing in the photo and just shown to the left of the picture) while being too embarrassed/shy to acknowledge the presence of my first "girlfriend", Valery, on her bike below.
The Chequers was my fathers local from the mid twenties until the mid eighties. He hardly missed an evening's visit during the whole of that time, so the Chequers became a rather "looming" object throughout my childhood, rather like a third (naughty) parent. But it did provide the odd Vimto and packet of Smith's crisps in the late forties/early fifties.
A memory of Prestwood contributed by Roy Taylor

Heady days in 1955-1956

In January 1955 I started as a sixth former at the Royal Grammar School. It was a culture shock after an independent school, but a very good way to get focused. I lived at Frieth and commuted on the Thames Valley bus. The sixth form were a good crowd and a year later, when I left, we celebrated in the evening by downing loads of beer. Those that took part were Syd Sales, Leo Clements, George Greenwood and Jim Portlock. Where are they all now?
I used to visit the 3 cinemas, which all showed good films. Like everywhere else things have changed. The extension to the RGS is simply hideous.
A memory of High Wycombe contributed by John Nurcombe