Created by Barry Thompson © 2011-2018 Aston on Trent on Trent Local History Group, all rights reserved
(write a memory or two to add to our collection of personal village stories)
History is often about dates and famous people. Fascinating history is more to do with the reminiscences of ordinary folk who
live through the imperceptible changes of daily life: the lifeblood of a community as it goes about its work and play.
Memories of characters and village personalities, of local events, of high-days and holidays, new-fangled technology, amusing
or sad incidents– they are all fascinating stories for present and future generations.
Will you help us to preserve Aston's past for future generations? Do you have fond memories of Aston on Trent in times gone
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Everyone has a story and we would love to hear yours. Thank you.
What I remember about Aston on Trent. Here are a few reminiscences from the village.
We came to Aston on Trent in August 1961 and lived in a small cottage at
the back of the White Hart. We paid fifteen shillings a week in rent for
three bedrooms (all leading off from each other), no hot water, an
outside loo and a spiral staircase. At pub closing time it was extremely
noisy. We loved the place!
The first time I heard “Wonderful Land” by the Shadows was on a tiny
Dansette record player at the Friday night youth club in the Memorial
I remember attending the old school and Mr “Gaffer” Shirley shouting in
frustration as he tried to teach us fractions. Also the Friday night youth
clubs in the 1950’s and 60s.
Almost the first person we met when we moved into Aston on Trent in
2004 was a paper boy. He whizzed past on his bike, beamed a smile and
shouted “Good morning!” Since then we have always appreciated the
genuine friendly and pleasant disposition of so many people, many now
friends, in this welcoming village.
We moved to Aston on Trent in 1964 and bought our house from Ian Hall,
the famous Derby County cricketer.
We remember driving into the village with our girls and meeting the
estate agent at the cottage we’d come to view. We stepped inside and
knew immediately this was where we wanted to be. We didn’t see all
the work that needed to be done to restore it but all those years of hard
work have been worth it. We love the village and our home.
Moving into Aston on Trent in 1999 a friendly neighbour introduced me to
the Women’s Institute. All the members were very welcoming and the
following July I experienced my first Well Dressing. I can recall
painstakingly putting individual hairs into the clay as I built the image of
My first memories of Aston on Trent (late 1940s / early 50s) were of
living with my parents and grandparents at Alderslade Farm; ah, halcyon
days! Surrounded by family, all working on the farm, my grandfather was
involved with milk production & transport as well as market gardening.
The house had seven bedrooms, morning, dining and drawing rooms, a
scullery, kitchen, pantry and larder which supported fifteen hungry
mouths. Happy days.