Have you ever heard of a yew tree so grand it inspired a poem? This is Harlington. Right here before you stands a village steeped in history. Centuries ago Harlington was known as Hygereding tun meaning Hygered’s people’s farmstead. Its story unfolds in the ancient stones of St Peter & St Paul’s church a Grade I listed building older than any other structure in Harlington.
The church’s history stretches back to the 12th century. It boasts stunning artwork. Sculptures by masters like Edgar Boehm and Richard Cockle Lucas adorn its walls. Stained glass by Charles Eamer Kempe and Thomas Willement illuminate the space. Explore its nooks and crannies. You’ll discover the legacy of generations.
Harlington’s past isn’t confined to its church. The village was once a significant agricultural hub. Dawley Manor Farm a 17th-century house played a central role. It housed prominent figures like Henry St John the 1st Viscount Bolingbroke a renowned statesman and philosopher. He transformed the manor into a magnificent ferme ornée a decorative farm. Imagine the artistry involved.
Later Dawley House became a stud farm run by the founder of Tattersalls Richard Tattersall. His venture played a role in breeding some of history’s most famous racehorses. The echoes of their hooves still seem to resonate through the fields. Many other prominent figures were connected to Harlington. The 1st Earl of Arlington took his title from the village. Composer William Byrd lived there.
Harlington’s history intertwines with significant events and figures. The Grand Junction Canal constructed between 1794 and 1800 passes through it. The Great Western Railway added to its connections in the 1830s. The arrival of Heathrow Airport changed the village forever. A greyhound racing track thrived here in the 1930s before it was demolished to make way for the airport’s expansion.
Even today Harlington retains its distinct character. Six pubs including The White Hart and The Great Western welcome visitors. Harlington Library offers modern amenities. The Harlington Locomotive Society operates a trestle railway. The village lives and breathes its history.
And then there’s the Harlington Yew. Once a colossal spectacle the tree’s topiary was a village tradition. Its tale is woven into the very fabric of Harlington. Though the tree itself is gone its spirit lingers in the stories. Remember Harlington’s story next time you visit. It’s not just a place. It’s a living legacy.