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Prestbury memories

broken cross post office

Prestbury, the Church 1896

my parents owned the piost office from about 1958-1965 - their names were albert (bill) edward wild and dorothy emma wild and the inscription on the board read "AE and DE Wild" before they owned it , it belonged to Vera and Dennis Eaton . my Dad died in 1964 and then my Mum sold the business on and moved back to Derby. i went to henbury primary school and sang at henbury church. My freinds at that school were Alan Goodwin and Susan Windsor - whose Mum was the lollipop lady for the school. my Mum opened a wool shop at one end. opposite the post office was the Pack Horse Inn and further into the village ...read more here
Contributed by vivien hyde

Quest for my ain folk

Prestbury, the Church 1896

I visited St Peter's in August 1976 as part of a search for traces of my ancestors, the De Vauxs of Adlington, French Hugenots who first settled from France, in 1630. They became Yeomen farmers on the Leghs Adlington estate and stayed there until late 1890's. A number of them lie buried in a crypt next to the Leghs lair. I met the Verger who kindly opened the Church old registers to discover entries of my ancestors. My Grand Mother, Elizabeth Jane Vaux, lived at Hope Green, married my Grand father, James Kerr Bell, son of James Bell, co-founder of the famous Glasgow printing house of Bell and Bain now a public company est 1831.  I am born an Australian from ...read more here
Contributed by James Logan-Bell

Cheshire memories

broken cross post office

Prestbury, the Church 1896

my parents owned the piost office from about 1958-1965 - their names were albert (bill) edward wild and dorothy emma wild and the inscription on the board read "AE and DE Wild" before they owned it , it belonged to Vera and Dennis Eaton . my Dad died in 1964 and then my Mum sold the business on and moved back to Derby. i went to henbury primary school and sang at henbury church. My freinds at that school were Alan Goodwin and Susan Windsor - whose Mum was the lollipop lady for the school. my Mum opened a wool shop at one end. opposite the post office was the Pack Horse Inn and further into the village ...read more here
A memory of Prestbury contributed by vivien hyde

Quest for my ain folk

Prestbury, the Church 1896

I visited St Peter's in August 1976 as part of a search for traces of my ancestors, the De Vauxs of Adlington, French Hugenots who first settled from France, in 1630. They became Yeomen farmers on the Leghs Adlington estate and stayed there until late 1890's. A number of them lie buried in a crypt next to the Leghs lair. I met the Verger who kindly opened the Church old registers to discover entries of my ancestors. My Grand Mother, Elizabeth Jane Vaux, lived at Hope Green, married my Grand father, James Kerr Bell, son of James Bell, co-founder of the famous Glasgow printing house of Bell and Bain now a public company est 1831.  I am born an Australian from ...read more here
A memory of Prestbury contributed by James Logan-Bell

Extracts From Prestbury & Cheshire books

Prestbury, the Village 1896

Looking up the main street in Prestbury, the view 100 years ago seems to reveal a very similar dapper look to the one the village has today, although then there was no need for the extensive traffic calming measures that have just made their appearance in the village. Most of the houses on the right were still private houses.
An extract from from"Wilmslow and Alderley Edge Photographic Memories".

Prestbury, the Village 1896

On the right is the half-timbered Priest’s House, which is thought to date from the 14th century. Above the entrance is a gallery and it was from here that a parson, ejected from the church by the Commonwealth, used to preach to the villagers. The house later became a bank.
An extract from from"50 Classics - Beautiful Villages".

Prestbury, Priest's House 1896

This handsome 17th-century half-timbered house opposite the church was once the rectory for the enormous Prestbury parish. Besides the smart façade, one can also see the side wall, with enough evidence in the timber work to suggest that once the building was lower, and the attic floors are a later addition.
An extract from from"Wilmslow and Alderley Edge Photographic Memories".

Prestbury, the Church 1896

St Peter`s Church in Prestbury has always been an important local church. Inside the largely 15th-century building, beside memorials to the lords of the manor, the Leghs of Adlington, there are early 18th-century wall paintings in the spandrels between the piers, depicting both the 12 apostles and the 12 tribes of Israel.
An extract from from"Wilmslow and Alderley Edge Photographic Memories".

Prestbury, the Church 1898

Prestbury was the mother church of Macclesfield. Its ancient parish, one of the largest in the country, stretched right up to Rainow and Kettleshulme in the hills, north as far as Poynton, and out in the south and west to Bosley and Chelford. Macclesfield town was in the parish of Prestbury until the 19th century, although it had long outgrown its parent. A walk round Prestbury churchyard (especially recommended in crocus time) will leave an outstanding impression of the antiquity of the place, as evidenced by the carved Saxon cross and the little Norman chapel that stand near the church, and of the sheer size of the graveyard which is a reflection of the size of the parish. The windows of the Norman chapel at Prestbury are glazed with a delightful modern series of pictures relating to the following poem: When as a child I laughed and wept, time crept. When as a youth I dreamed and talked, time walked. When I became a full-grown man, time ran. And later as I older grew, time flew. Soon I shall find while travelling on, time gone. Will Christ have saved my soul by then? Amen. This seems a good note on which to finish this book.
An extract from from"Macclesfield Town and City Memories".