Sybil Fuller, writing in November 1998, recalled:
I remember going into St. George’s Church [at Boreham Road, Warminster] one day in the 1950s and seeing a shabbily-dressed man wandering around, seemingly inspecting everything. My father, thinking he was a tramp loitering with intent, waited until he went out and then followed him into Boreham Road and bade him ‘Good night’. The man replied in a cultured voice, and my father asked him whether he was just passing through the town, or was a new resident. “Oh no,” said the man. “I live in Heytesbury, my name is Sassoon.” After that, we got quite used to seeing Siegfried Sassoon worshipping in St. George’s – driving up in his equally shabby old high back car.