“Just like an extended family” Our daughter was head of Headington School, and she said it was too far to come to Devon to look after us when I was ill, so we moved to Watlington to be near her. After eight years, she was head hunted to go to Australia, it was supposed to… Continue reading Mysie & Alistair
“Watlington was always home” I lived in Headington as a child, but I spent time in Watlington visiting friends at Dame Alice [Lys Farm], and learned to ride a horse age 8 or 9 years old. I ‘came out’, as one did in those days, when I was 17, it would have been 1931.… Continue reading Lady Margaret Mogg
I love Watlington. It’s a pretty town, for sure. But it’s not bricks and mortar that makes a place – cliche alert – it’s the people. This series explores what Watlington is like through the eyes of the people that live here.