Turville village is surrounded by springs and in the early years of the 20th century the onset of the wet season marked the rising of these springs, which caused extensive flooding of the village along the main road, left, known to this day as Watery Lane.

Even at the present time the road still floods, causing the residents to take remedial action with sand bags, see below left.

Mains water did not come to Turville until the early 1930s, so the villagers depended on the local wells – it was known for newly married couples to receive water buckets among their wedding gifts!

The local hostelry, the Bull and Butcher, dates from the 1730s. At that time restoration work on the parish church came to a halt because the labourers demanded that they should be able to purchase food and ale locally.

The enterprising owner of a village cottage applied for, and was granted, a licence to sell ale.

In the 19th century the pub building accommodated from time to time various other businesses: for example in the 1850s the resident victualler Sarah Green was also the village postmistress. The village water pump was originally located outside the Bull and Butcher, above.

Reader Judy Cox, nee Kercher, was born in Turville, as was her mother Mabel in 1923. Mabel worked as a bus conductress for the Thames Valley, later Alder Valley, bus company, cycling to work in Wycombe every day. She was well known for always knitting, even when on the bus, her regular passengers often being the recipient of the finished article! The family lived in one of the typical cottages in the village, initially known just as The Cottage, which they renamed Wisteria Cottage.

It was one in a terraced row of three cottages. An interesting feature of the cottage is the shell of a bread oven on the front corner of the house, see left.

It is also one of the few cottages to have a cellar.

Judy remembers that the bathroom was converted from an extension which was originally for drying chair legs, and that the road could be seen through gaps in the bricks by the front door!