Chaddesley’s Origins

The village of Chaddesley Corbett is an ancient settlement with a prehistoric buriel mound and traces of a Roman road. Originally known as Chaddesley the name is thought to mean "Ceadda's clearing in the wood" and is first mentioned in a Saxon Charter of 816 when the land was given to the Bishop of Worcester in return for hospitality to the King of Mercia and his men. It is mentioned in the Domesday Book as belonging to a Saxon Noblewoman - and had two priests,  several corn mills, a population as large as Kidderminster and two saltpans in Droitwich for it's own use. After the Norman Conquest the Manor of Chaddesley was owned by the Corbett family who added their name to it’s title.  Later, church lands passed to the Earldom of Warwick and, eventually, to the Throckmortons of Coughton Court.


History Society

Wed November 20th 7.30pm From Christmas Past to Christmas Present with Mary Bodfish The world of the past has fascinated Mary Bodfish from her earliest memories and exploring it continues to delight her in retirement. Her working life was spent firstly in bookselling and then in university administration, but days off frequently found her rummaging happily in record offices and libraries. We can all enjoy Christmas in one way or another and relish some old customs and invent new ones, behind all the elements of this great annual festival of family, feasting and fun as we celebrate it today is a history that stretches back through the Victorians, the Tudors and the Romans all the way to our most remote pagan ancestors. A seasonal talk to get you in the Christmas spirit. You might even garner some new/old ideas to introduce to your family festivities. There are bound to be some facts you can weave into a Christmas Quiz for the family on Christmas day! All lectures are held in Chaddesley Corbett Village Hall, DY10 4QA Enquiries to Rob Blakeway 01562 777679 Membership is £5 per year. Admission to meetings:– Members £2.50, Non-members are always welcome £3.50  ______________________________________________________________

Chaddesley - One Hundred Years Ago - Nov. 1919

November   15th   Last   week   Mr.   Wm.   Hemming   received   from   Germany   the   few cherished   treasures   that   his   son   Eric   possessed   when   he   died   in   a   German   War Hospital.   The   little   collection   is   full   of   pathos:   the   well-worn   photos   of   those nearest   and   dearest   his   last   letter   (never   posted)   breathing   Britain   Pluck   and endurance   in   every   line   and   breaking   into   the   detached   sentence,   “I   wish   I were   in   England   now”   that   confesses   the   aching   void   in   a   lonely   heart.   It makes   me   ashamed   to   think   of   my   past   grousing,   and   if   ever   I   feel   disgruntled again,   I   am   sure   I   shall   hear   that   dear   lad’s   prayer   (chiding   my   lack   of gratitude) “I wish I were in England now.” Our   local   county   counsellor   Mr.   J.   Page   has   been   having   a   rough   time   with   folk who   don’t   appreciate   our   rough   roads;   and   he   has   been   passing   on   the   sinister compliments   to   the   Country   Road   Surveyor.   This   estimable   official’s   reply   is now   exhibited   in   the   village   and   it   is   to   the   effect   that   our   present   plight   is   due to   shortage   of   labour,   ect,   ect.   (loud   laughter).   No!   it   is   not   humorous   its tragical,   and   if   the   tragedy   proves   fatal   let   us   insist   on   the   inquest   being   by jury and fasten the responsibility in the right place. The    memorial    service    with    its    two    minutes    Silence    was    very    reverently observed.   There   was   quite   a   large   Congregation   assembled   around   the   War Memorial,   and   when   the   school   children   lined   up   to   sing   the   hymn   it   completed an   impressive   picture.   The   “Silent”   two   minutes   were   observed   by   all   present with   profound   care,   but   it   bordered   on   the   farcical   because   from   the   very   fact that   sound   travels   slowly,   we   received   one   continuous   buzz   of   hooters   from ever-increasing    distances    and    its    non-observant    specially    noisy    bus    came ponderously   up   the   Village   right   at   the   most   impressive   moment.   We   must arrange   next   year   for   a   timber   carriage   to   have   a   convenient   jibber   in   the shafts and fix it somewhere near the police station. November   22nd   The   Charity   dance   in   the   Schools,   on   Friday,   attracted   a   large and   merry   crowd   which   disported   itself   till   the   wee   sma’   hours   o’   Saturday morn.   Mr.   Tom   Dickinson   made   an   excellent   M.C.,   and   Miss   Millward   provided the band free of charge. Mrs.   Sayers   and   her   devoted   band   of   assistants   were   justifiably   proud   and pleased   with   the   success   of   their   efforts   and   the   two   distressed   parishioners who   benefit   financially   from   the   gathering,   have   had   a   cheery   lift   over   a difficult stile. There   was   a   narrow   escape   from   a   serious   accident   on   icy   Stone   Hill   last Saturday   morning   Mr.   W.   Hemming   was   descending   with   his   horse   and   dray- followed    by    a    motor    car    driven    by    Mr.    Collins,    of    Harvington.    Some misunderstanding   regarding   the   ascending   traffic   left   our   two   local   friends   to bump;   Mrs.   Hemming   was   thrown   off   the   dray   and   fell   under   the   horse’s   feet. She   received   a   severe   shaking,   and   some   bruises,   but   I   am   glad   to   hear   she has been able to continue her duties and is rapidly recovering. Does    anyone    want    to    join    a    local    Serpentine    Club    of    “All-the-Year-round” bathers?   A   suitable   stretch   of   water   near   Harvington   has   been   surveyed   by those   two   well-respected   aquatic   authorities,   Messrs.   Dickin   and   Williams.   Mr. Williams’   son   tested   the   depth   first   with   a   magnificent   header;   the   fact   that   he performed   fully   dressed   lent   additional   charm   to   the   scene;   and   his   account   of his   sensations   when   he   re-landed   was   glowing   in   the   extreme-   truly   it   glowed enough   to   nearly   give   off   sparks.   An   unbeliever   (Mr.   Dickin’s   son),   butted   in with   “Was   it   cold?”   and   he   was   withered   with   a   reply   resembling   a   fortissimo chorus of K-K-K- Katey, accompanied by a boiling bubbling tea- kettle. (A selection copied from Kidderminster Shuttle by CC Local History Society) It’s   an   interesting   game   to   play   -   spotting   how   many   family   names   are   still ‘alive and well’ in Chaddesley, to this day.

Contemporary History

Chaddesley Woods in Chaddesley Corbett became a Nature Reserve in 1973 through the generosity of Mr. John Cadbury. The reserve consists of 53 hectares of native oak woodland and 47 hectares of recent plantations of  young hardwoods and softwoods - which were added to show how wild life conservation can be intergrated with modern commercial management. A "Jubilee Walk" was introduced in 1977 to mark the 25th anniversary of the Queen's accession to the throne.  The walk is marked by yellow arrows - which indicate public rights of way - and by white arrows which indicate courtesy paths. There are Voluntary Wardens for the woods and the area is managed by the Nature Conservancy Council. The Woods are a special feature of the area and attract many visitors all through the year. Car parking by the roadside. Guard against thefts.
Chaddesley Corbett