Alton Memories

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ALTON MEMORIES

War having ended, my Father decided
That, since he could not be a Preacher,
He'd find a Church School, a small village school,
Where he could become the Head Teacher.
My Mother, from Kent, was not at all pleased,
But, really, she hadn't much say ,
And so we all moved, to our new village home,
Knowing that was the place we would stay.
My Mother was never entirely at ease;
She yearned all her days to see Kent,
Though the village we'd come to was charming, indeed,
And she learned to be almost content.
As for me, I was rather an unthinking soul;
I accepted that this was my fate.
I grew up as a village girl, living the life
And eventually finding it great.
For Alton was beautiful in its own way,
A Peak District sort of a place.
'Peak Practice' was shot in a nearby location
And Alton had that sort of grace.
I lived there for six years until I left home
So these scenes were a background for me.
And here are some shots of the place that I loved.
It's delightful.
I know you'll agree.
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The village in the valley.

Alton Castle hung over the Churnet Valley.

The Churnet River flowed past our house.

This was the 1000 year old church where my Father was a Lay Preacher.

This was the pulpit from which my Father preached frequently.

Toot Hill (always called Tootle Rock) which I loved to climb.

The pub over the road.

The historic lock-up called The Round House.

The bridge adjacent to our house; I loved to inch my way along the parapet!

Lovely walks, even in Winter.

A recent newspaper photograph of a car accident in Alton. In the background, to the left, can be seen our little house, with the Castle above it.

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