The evening was auspicious; it was pretty dark, the weather mild, and Old Michaelmas (when yearly services end) was fast approaching; and, accordingly, I do not recollect ever having before seen so many negotiations going on, within so short a distance.

At WEST WOODHAY my horse [had] cast a shoe, and, as the road was abominably flinty, we were compelled to go at a snail's pace; and I should have gone crazy with impatience, had it not been for these ambassadors and ambassadresses of Cupid, to every pair of whom I said something or other.

I had some famous sport with them, saying to them more than I should have said by day-light, and a great deal less than I should have said, if my horse had been in a condition to carry me away as swiftly as ..." East Woodhay, as described in John Goring's Imperial Gazetteer of England and Wales (1870–72)[7] "WOODHAY (East), a parish, with numerous hamlets and with Woolton-Hill chapelry, in Kingsclere district, Hants; 4½ miles [7 km] SSE of Kintbury r. station, and 4½ [miles (7 km)] SW of Newbury.

East Woodhay as mentioned in Highways and Byways in Hampshire, by D. H. Moutray Read, Macmillan & Co, London, 1908:[8] Afterwards the ladies met, and corresponded with every sign of mutual liking, a regards evidently not extended to Miss Pokckie; "such a low-bred, narrow-spirited woman", Dean Lyttleton wrote to Mrs Montagu, that she "would disgrace an episcopal house."

Wild spaces and dreams of primitive men accord but ill with orderly parterres and velvet lawns, and in the country along the Berkshire border we find again a modern England we all know and some us do not care about, the England of "desirable residences within easy reach of the railway station", and "on gravel soil," not forgetting "with fine views"; and the sport if the "sport" of syndicates.

But as the railway line is left behind the country grows wilder, and the Downs are again approached; the rough lanes twine and tumble in and over the spurs and valleys that run up the dominating heights of Walbury and Inkpen.

But if the church belongs to the genteel age of architecture, the yew by the rectory is said to have been planted by Bishop Ken, when that old friend of Rector Isaac Mills held the living.

A good deal of "pleasant modern glass" by designer Louise Davies (1919) is found in the East Window at Saint Martin's Church.

A Doctor Who story called the Pyramids of Mars (featuring Tom Baker) was filmed at Stargroves, a large estate at the top of East End.