Oxhey in the 1950s
It was fabulous
By Doreen Clements nee Wright
I moved to the top of Preswick Road in the early 1950s, with my family. I remember having to hide my wellington boots in a hedge adjacent to the railway station. If you didn’t use boots when you got off the train you used to sink in the mud.
The station at the time was a golfing halt. If you wanted to play golf you would ring the bell for the golf course for the train to stop.
My husband moved here before I did on December 1949 to Ikley Road just as the estate was being built. He did a newspaper round from Little Oxhey Lane, from a shop which at that time was just a shed.
We had our wedding reception at Oxhey golf course, which had an enormous red brick fire place alongside one wall. It was fabulous.