Preston sits in that stretch of the Forest of Dean where the map shows a scatter of houses rather than a centre — no high street to speak of, just lanes, fields, and the sense that whoever lives here chose quiet over convenience deliberately. There isn't enough on record here to walk you through schools, stations, or crime figures for this particular hamlet — nothing has come through on transport links, local schools, or safety data, so I won't pretend to know how the commute feels or what the classroom sizes are like. What I can tell you is where it sits on price. The regional median house price across the South West is around £305,000, and nationally it's £281,000; Preston's parent area, Forest of Dean, sits close to that national figure at £275,000. That puts this pocket of the Forest in unremarkable territory financially — not a premium enclave, not a bargain basement, just a steady rural district in a region where property generally costs a touch more than the national average. Beyond that, I'd be guessing, and this is a place better judged by visiting than by spreadsheet. If you're drawn to hamlets precisely because they resist being summarised — because the pub, the footpaths, and the neighbours matter more than any published statistic — that instinct is probably the most reliable guide you'll get here.