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Williant Gardner, Frank Gardner, Walter Whitinq, and Alfred Alley, youths of Oakridge, were charged with doing wilful damage to a void house at Bisley, the property of Mr J. E. Dorington. on the 30th March, doing damage o the amount of 2/•. Each of…

Fifty years ago "The fastest train in the world" was reputed to be the run from Paddington, Reading, Swindon to Kemble. After that it dawdled somewhat. But the GW.R., did stop its trains at places like Brimscombe and Chalford in those days. And what…

Rowley Young comes from a local family. He left school at 13 and went into the stick factory before starting to learn cabinet making at night school. He joined Peter Waals at Chalford when he was 15 and remembers that they got no pay at all for the…

If you don't believe in the Archers, try the Gardners; for one thing, they're true. An Oakridge Lynch resident, Mrs Nurding, has unearthed a real—life document more fascinating than you would be likely to find in a year's fiction—reading or…

Extracts from an interview with Kathleen Hunt & Eileen Minchin. When I was a child at Oakridge School the most I can remember were about 125 or 129 children there. We had Scripture every morning. Mr. William Allen was the master and there was…

During WWI the women in the village took in machining work for one of the factories on Brick Row where Mr White, who lived in the village worked. The factory made khaki and white overalls for the army and local women sewed the pieces together.…

I used to play the cornet in the Oakridge Orchestra. But I lost my front teeth in a motorbike accident and turned to the violin which my father and taught me to play while I was at school. I was a member of the Chalford Brass Band — Silver now. In my…

Back in the 1930s an aunt of mine occasionally visited a friend in Oakridge who lived in a primitive cottage with no amenities and an outside loo. Later when I attended Marling School I met one or two lads from the village, and how envious they were…

We first knew Oakridge in 1922 when my parents rented what is now known as Lyday Close from Dr. Percy Dearmer, as a holiday cottage. I was seven years old at the time, and my two brothers were five and six. It was a wonderful village for children as…