10 April 2018
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Your Reminiscences (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 by? Whether you still live in the village or have moved anywhere in the world, type your reply into our Contact form here. 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 Hall. 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 a person. 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.