High Wycombe - Modern Day High Wycombe

Modern Day High Wycombe

High Wycombe comprises a number of suburbs including Booker, Bowerdean, Castlefield, Cressex, Daws Hill, Green Street, Holmers Farm, Micklefield, Sands, Terriers, Totteridge and Wycombe Marsh, as well as some nearby villages: Downley, Hazlemere and Tylers Green.

Although situated in the county of Buckinghamshire which is one of the most affluent parts of the country Wycombe contains some considerably deprived areas. In 2007, a GMB Union survey ranked the Wycombe district as the 4th dirtiest in the South East and the 26th dirtiest in the whole UK. The survey found litter on 28.5% of streets and highways. Data for the survey was taken from the Government's 2005/06 Audit Commission.

The town is currently undergoing a large redevelopment of the centre, including the development of the town's existing shopping centre and the completion of the new Eden Shopping centre and the redevelopment of the Buckinghamshire New University with a large student village and new building on Queen Alexandra road.

These two developments have brought new life to the town and caused an influx of interest in the town, with larger apartment buildings and a new multi-million pound hotel being built in the centre and a new Sainsbury's store on the Oxford road next to the Eden shopping centre and bus station.

Read more about this topic:  High Wycombe

Famous quotes containing the words modern, day and/or high:

    I tell you, sir, the only safeguard of order and discipline in the modern world is a standardized worker with interchangeable parts. That would solve the entire problem of management.
    Jean Giraudoux (1882–1944)

    Lips that sealed up the sense from gnawing time
    Now beg the favor with a graveyard grin.
    —Cecil Day Lewis (1904–1972)

    Processions that lack high stilts have nothing that catches the eye.
    What if my great-granddad had a pair that were twenty foot high,
    And mine were but fifteen foot, no modern stalks upon higher,
    Some rogue of the world stole them to patch up a fence or a fire.
    William Butler Yeats (1865–1939)