If you care about your community, why not consider becoming a Parish Councillor? For more information, please contact the new Parish Clerk, Ciara Wanstall via or come along to the next Parish Council meeting on 14th June at 7pm in the Village Hall, at which a vote will be taken by the existing councillors to co-opt up to two new members. A full list of the new Parish Council and some of the councillors individual responsibilities, including John Shephard as chair and David James as vice chair, are listed on the village website:


Boughton Village Hall is due to re-open in September, however this can’t be guaranteed because of a desperate need of volunteers to join its committee. The committee meets once a month and runs occasional fund-raising events. If you can help or would like to learn more, please contact Susan Wilson at


The Parish Council is to look into whether it is possible to re-start Boughton’s community speedwatch team. Several years back village volunteers were trained by Northamptonshire Police to use a mobile speed camera. Ciara Wanstall, the Parish Council Clerk, is investigating whether the training scheme and camera loan is still running. In the meantime, if any former volunteers or new volunteers would be interested to take part in the future, please get in touch with Ciara via

INGA SUTTON 1946-2021

“Inga was born at the Speedwell Nursing Home in East Park Parade, Northampton and was the middle sister of three loving siblings,” write her sisters Carol Kimbell and Judy Shephard. “She was the daughter of local veterinary surgeon, Eric Sutton, and his Orcadian wife, Barbara. The couple moved to Butchers Lane with their family in 1953. Inga had a life-long love of animals, especially dogs and horses. She was a natural tomboy and was renowned for her fearless tree climbing and local riding exploits on her pony, Mickey. After an education in Northampton and secretarial college in Oxford, Inga embarked on one of her many moves between London and Edinburgh as a business PA before settling in Edinburgh and marrying Rowland Robinson. Inga attained her private pilot’s licence before she learnt to drive – something she took great delight in it! Her love of flying was a lifelong passion as was her love of art, the history of art and travelling, especially to Greece and to Orkney. Latterly, Inga moved to Edinburgh to be closer to her daughters, Juliet and Laura of whom she was immensely proud, and her two young grandsons, Marlowe and Eli. She passed away peacefully after a long battle with heart disease on 19th May.”


The Parish Council is aware that the speed-activated road sign on Vyse Road is not working. This has been reported to Street Doctor.


Northampton Community Transport urgently requires volunteer drivers. Spending time with older residents, sharing stories, memories and helping them get to appointments can be hugely satisfying and enjoyable. If you own a car and could offer half a day a week or more to help the elderly and immobile in your community, please get in touch via or by calling 01604 628234.


The shelves of the old telephone box book exchange are looking a little light. Small donations would be most welcome but please do not leave huge piles of books as we are unable to cope with bags of books.


Sarah Renard, who many in the village will know, is running a virtual marathon to raise funds for the Bedfordshire and Northamptonshire MS Therapy Centre. Sarah is doing this on behalf of her mum, Angie Seelig who has lived in Boughton for many years. Angie is a wonderfully positive person who has fought MS with a smile for over three decades. To donate to Sarah’s Just Giving page, visit


As usual, there will be no BVM in August, although the Facebook page will be updated. If you have any dates for the diary for September onwards that you’d like publishing before the summer break, please let us know early so they can be included in the July edition.



  • 3 medium boneless chicken breasts cut into bite-size pieces
  • 375g new potatoes, cut into bite-size pieces
  • 1 onion, finely chopped
  • Coconut oil
  • 12 button mushrooms, sliced
  • Handful of sugar snap peas
  • Handful of green beans, sliced
  • 250ml chicken stock
  • 125ml white wine
  • 150ml single cream
  • 1tsp cornflour

Heat the oil to saute the onions. Add the chicken and mushrooms, and cook until golden. Meanwhile, cook the new potatoes and green beans. Drain. When the chicken is thoroughly cooked, add the chicken stock and white wine. Simmer for five minutes. Thicken the sauce with cornflour. Add the cooked new potatoes, green beans, sugar snap peas and cream. Stir until all the ingredients are covered in the creamy sauce.

Barking mad: Observations of a spaniel

DO OTHER dogs get blamed like I do, for stuff they haven’t done?

Take the case of the vanishing hairbrush. Like all spaniels I pick things up in my mouth and make my mum and dad chase me to get them back. Things like slippers and socks.

Just after I came to Boughton two years ago, they lost their favourite hairbrush and they blamed me.  My mum Marie made my dad Tony search the garden for it. I could have told him it wasn’t there but I had a good laugh watching him ferreting around under bushes and hedges.

When they tried to buy a replacement, they discovered that brush wasn’t made anymore, which made them even crosser.

But would you believe it?  Last week my dad had to move their bed to install a new lamp and what did he find underneath it? The missing hairbrush, covered in two years-worth of dust.

That will teach them to Hoover a bit more thoroughly. And to give them their due, they did apologise and give me a few extra treats.

But the other day I really was in trouble. My mum took me round to Auntie Lucy’s where she was baking dozens of cakes for charity – it’s the one they call Thomas’s Fund.

They were chatting away – as they do – so I took the opportunity of sampling a cake. It was so nice I couldn’t stop myself eating ANOTHER FIVE before they spotted me.

I was in terrible trouble when I got home. But I was mainly worried because I didn’t feel too good. Probably because I’d also eaten the paper wrappers around the bottom of the cakes.

It took me a good three days before I felt myself again.