I have been thinking about writing a book about people's stories of Chalfont. Not in the same vein as Audrey Wheelband's history of Chalfont, but much more people's individual tales of what they got up to when they were younger, funny things that have happened, the changes to the village in their time, memories of landlords and policemen (we used to have six and a sergeant!), anecdotal tales of school, chalfont before the bypasds, shops they worked in and so on. Any photos of you would be welcome as well.

As you can see, most of the writing is being done by you out there, but if you know of anyone who has interesting stories of old Chalfont, then I am more than happy to arrange a meeting with them and record and transcribe their tale.

This is a not-for-profit book, as any money made will be donated to a local cause, such as the Youth Centre.

So, either PM me with your story, or someone who I could talk to about their stories, or add your tale on here. If there's enough interest, I'll get the book published!

I have lived here since 1958, so I have to put my thinking cap on

I know you may groan, but speaking to some of the WIs would be a good idea.

My mum used to be a member of Chalfont Common WI and I have a picture of her dressed up as a highwayman, on a horse called Roma borrowed from Brawlings, doing something charitable.

I also have pictures of her doing drama things at the Community Centre and dressed as a nun, with my dad dressed as a monk, at the Chiltern Open Air Museum (of which my dad was director, many years ago).

I also have details of the visits by HRH Queen and HRH Diana to the NSE at various times (including invitations and photos, if that's of any help).

And finally for today, Gravel Hill school used to have a pet rabbit. This was given to them by my family after it kept escaping and digging up the neighbours' gardens (it didn't touch ours). We had adopted the rabbit from one of my Maltmans Green teachers, Miss Jenny Waters, who was returning to her native Australia. In true Aussie spirit, she had given the rabbit an Aboriginal name, which I believe stayed with it, even at Gravel Hill. It was called Goolie.....