A HAYWOOD FAMILY GALLERYThe Haywoods of Griffydam, Coleorton & Leicester![]() A page dedicated to the memory of all 'Absent Friends' press F11 for full screen last update was: 00:40 :: Sun 23 June 2024 photos not in any chronological or family order, but just as scanned and added to this page. Where possible, some of these will be re-scanned to get better copies. Many b&w originals were 2½ x 1½ Box Brownie prints. When scanned at 300%, they come up superb on screen, and will print easily to postcard size. Members of our family are very welcome to copy and take as you wish for your own family files. Some pics are 'clickable' to enlarge: Use right mouse button to copy, or use PrtScr to take a screen capture Then just 'Paste' into your favourite photo programme to save to a folder. When passing the cursor over a photo, if it changes to a hand, it is enlargable. A link to the
Griffydam History website honouring our heritage Haywood roots, albeit none of us can remember that far back. Local history interest has come on a long way since we were back there, round about 2005 time. Now I'm shocked to find there is a list of burials in Griffydam churchyard, listing some 20 Haywood, including a g-g-grandfather, Thomas, and his wife Ann, one time licensees of "The Griffin Inn" down Elder Lane. Also shocked to see there are even a couple of SWANWICKS in there too, also one-time licensees of "The Griffin", and distant cousins to Valerie. Incredible.
For many of us, children of the older Haywoods, our family
story started
at the picture above, even though we weren't born there. It is the view, taken by Norman around 1955, from the front of Grandad and Grandma's old farm house, looking down The Moor and past The Angel Inn, down towards Coleorton X Roads. The background map explains. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
![]() ![]() Norman & Sylvia: happier times, on Malta, c.1950 ... with a dog called Peter. For most Haywood cousins, this is perhaps nearer to how you remember them. Dad always told me he'd ridden a Tiger Moth and a Camel. It turns out one was a real aeroplane, and the other this glorified goat. Love the expression on the face of the co-pilot, very unsure. And so he should be with my dad in charge. Goat is clearly unimpressed. Taken in Tunisia.
WHO HAS SOME STRIPES THEN ?
Well, not Norman, that's for sure. ![]() ![]() The story behind the left pic is also of a missing one. It turns out that Norman came home on leave to find that his next eldest brother, Don, had one stripe, a service stripe just seen on his right arm, and his youngest brother, Gordon, had two stripes of rank! A corporal, forsooth!! Fraternal jealousy thus displayed. Poor Norman, why the long face? The missing pic I recall showed Gordon crying his eyes out as Don madly chalks about 5 stripes onto a delighted Norman's arm. I believe both pics were taken by Grandad Arthur. The right-hand pic is just of a very proud Don and Gordon, when they were both in the ATC. Love to find that missing pic, though. Don here is a sergeant .... and Gordon has a badge that shows he was also a musician and so played in the ATC band.
This photo
is the first of the ones from our late cousin,
Pamela, who lived in Rugby. She found me online
after seeing dad's RAF photos, but had been
unaware that he had already passed away, some
years earlier. We went to see her, and found that
dad used to visit his Uncle Ernie in 1948 when
they lived not all that far from RAF Cardington,
and dad used to cycle over to see them during his
training weeks there. Going to see Pauline
unlocked a small treasure trove of half a dozen
family photos I'd never seen before, and would not
normally have ever seen in the days before the
internet.
The photo can be reasonably accurately dated at the spring of 1954. The baby on the left is Owen, born that year. This is the year Arthur was 50, and this might well have been his birthday family gathering at The Moor. It could also be Don and Greta's wedding, as they married about that time, or coming up to it. The baby on the right, in Great Grandma Haywood's arms, is my brother Jeffrey, born in the February and again but a few months old here, maybe not even 8 weeks. Dad was based at RAF Wellesbourne Mountford, and would be here on his first leave with his new son. The little scamp in the middle is me, aged 4. Click it to enlarge, and you may find you can click it again to make it bigger still. Now for some family weddings .. .. ..
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