Springhill lay in a bowl shaped area in the Cotswolds at the cross roads of the A44 and the , B4081. Broadway was about 2 miles away, Chipping Campden 2.5 and Moreton in Marsh about 5 miles from the camp. Snowhill Manor, still a tourist attraction now, lay about 2 miles  the other way. An idyllic, beautiful setting with honey coloured houses and farms all around. The camp was initially used as a military camp holding German soldiers as prisoners of war utilising polish soldiers as guards. The wives and children of the polish soldiers were reunited with them from approx 1947 onwards. These families were housed in either rooms in barracks or Nissen huts. At the beginning there was a communal canteen but soon cookers were installed in the barracks for anyone who wanted to cook for themselves. Eventually everyone had their own cooking facilities. My mother and I came to Springhill, to join my father, in 1948/49. I think I was about 6 or7 years old and can remember the top part being fenced off with barbed wire, where the prisoners were housed. I cannot actually remember any prisoners, they must have been already repatriated. We were given one room, for 3 of us, in the top part of the camp, next to the fenced off larch wood. I can still smell the scent of the larch trees and remember being rather afraid of the darkness in what seemed a large forest. We lived in this one room for about 4 or 5 years and were then given accommodation, consisting of 3 rooms in a barrack near the main gate. We stayed there until it was announced that the camp would be closing down. This must have been 1957. We moved to Leicester but a lot of people stayed and were moved to another camp, Northwick Park, which was about 5-6 miles away. The people and children in the 2 camps often met, as you could walk cross country which took about an hour. The older children or youth were in boarding schools, coming home for the holidays. There used to be great excitement to meet the buses both for departures and arrivals. The younger children in the 2 camps went to school in Springhill for a short time, which is where Zosia Biegus, nee Hartman and I first met, but later  transport was organised to take children to Blockley or Chipping Campden. As the children grew up they either went to Chipping Campden Grammar school or Moreton in Marsh Secondary School and from there to college or university. It was a lovely time and place to grow up and as some of us have met up, we still say it never rained at Springhill, it snowed - proper snow - a good 2-3 feet, but otherwise we always had sunshine. Ah! the memories of children. No worries, just play, fun, laughter and sunshine.