Barking, Faircross c1950
Barking, Faircross c1950 Ref: b440025
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Memories of Barking, Faircross
Living in Tanner Street Barkng
When I was four years old our family moved from Benfleet Essex to Barking. M y Farther took a position as Manager of a Corn Chandlers In Tanner Street, and we lived at number 81 next door.
I can recall starting school at Church Street primary, although it was called an infants school then. my memories are so many it's difficult to pin down the best, but I will try.
I used to walk down Taanner Street and over the railway bridge to school. Times were hard then and many of the pupils were very poor and badly dressed.
High lights were the the school holidays, when my father used allow me to go with the horse and cart to the London Docks to collect corn and molasses for and other supplies for the corn chandlers, we had two horses in the stables, I only recall Mary who was a large shire horse she used to carry the Mayor of Barking at the Lord Mayors show. This is only a very small part of my memories, perhaps I will add to them latter. Living now in Norway aged 82 I look back on a long event filled life with no regrets.
Lawrence J Rand
Shared on 23 January 2008
Barking & local memories
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I grew up at 90 Victoria Road, then we moved to 75 Salisbury Avenue, I remember it well. The front of the house was chocolate brown paint and the garden in the back was overgrown like a jungle. Over the years my dad painted and renovated it until it was the nicest house in the block. I went to Ripple Road School (in the 1960s), I still remember the teachers, there was Mr Burdett, Mr Clark (he drove an old Triumph Mayflower), Mr Aston was the headmaster. I would love to hear from any of the kids in my old class, Linda Crosby, Jeffry Archer, Paul Saul, and my secret crush Tina Peacock. I now live in Canada, last time I was back in Barking I noticed how dirty it was, all the old shops were gone. I remember Woolworths, they had a great cafe at the back of the store, and who can forget the ABC bakery near Barking station, their salmon and cucumber rolls were fantastic.
Shared on 15 September 2009
Barking, the Lake c1955
Ref: b440037
I spent many an hour floating around in a boat on that lake and dreading the second when the voice of authority would call out: 'Number 3 (for instance, your time is up.' We'd then make our way back to the boat house, as slooooowly as was possible.
Shared on 18 June 2009
Barking, Eastbury House c1955
Ref: b440023
I was born in Upney Hospital in early 1951, the youngest of six children. We lived with our parents in North Street. When I was two our parents split up and my dad eventually 'won' custody of myself and the brother next up to me, four years my senior. Dad had been disabled during the Second World War and, as such, was no longer able to do his job, in civvie land, in the building trade. So he was at home a lot and his passion for breeding birds and small animals became his trade. He had a stall in Brick Lane market in the East End. My aunty ran the Milk Bar, which I believe, was situated in East Street - does anyone remember it? She was the most wonderful pastry maker and her meat pies and sweet pastries were very well known locally. She would always treat me to having a go at rolling out the dough when my dad took me to visit at the bar. I would also get treated to a tasty treat whilst there.
Another of my aunties on my mum's side and her husband, had the Pie and Mash shop and as my dad remained on good terms with Mum's family, I would often go there too with Dad and my brother, and be treated to some delicous 'grub'. "Eat up", Dad would say, "It'll put hairs on your chest". Why I never doubted or questioned that, remains a mystery to this day, haha.
Now for the bitter... Dad had to do odd jobs as and when he could as well as his animal breeding, selling etc. I remember the day he took me to Eastbury House and told me to be a good girl and that he'd see me later. The manor house was imposing and very very daunting to a totally unsuspecting, unprepared, toddler. I was greeted and taken in to the nursery nurses and put with other children of my tender age-group. The nurses all wore uniform and I was scared and felt sick. Meal times were good unless, and until, a nurse made you eat something that you really disliked. I loathe marrow to this day! I remember trying to be a good girl and not cry but being overwhelmed at parting from my dad and watching through one of those huge windows, I think on the first floor, as my dad walked down the long path and away from me and sobbing until I was exhausted.
I do have some happy memories of being in the day care nursery at Eastbury House. Christmas was SO magical. Presents and Father Christmas and party food and singing Carols and Christmas songs and, and, and ... ooo, I'm being transported back there now in my mind!
I remember how we would be lined up on benches and then served a spoonful of Cod Liver Oil which was then swiftly followed by a spoonful of Malt. Everyone loved the Malt, or so we thought! Haha. Most of the nursery nurses were kindness and warmth personified, but one or two were controlling and totally unaware of childrens needs and emotions.
I graduated on to Westbury infant and junior schools in Ripple Road and on from there at eleven, to Eastbury Secondary, the latter I refer, fondly to as Eastbury Academy For Young Ladies And Gentlemen. Haha. I loved school and did quite well, even being awarded a literary prize at one stage.
I would pass Eastbury House thousands of times in the years that followed. Always, as now looking at that photo, it could evoke a headful of memories and mixed emotions.
Shared on 16 June 2009
I remember being taken to the Capitol by my sister to watch the Disney film Bambi. We sat through it three times, I was taken ill the next day and my sister got the blame. The Capitol had a ventilation fan under a hole in the roof, when it rained the fan sprayed water onto a big circle of seats below. We sat in the middle of the circle to keep dry! I went to Ripple Road school near the level crossing and lived near the Harrow. I remember the sweet shop by the Westbury Arms was run by Pat and John Renn, they sold records there, I still have the first on I bought.
I'm told that when I was a baby my mother left me in a pram outside Sainsbury's in East Street and went home with the shopping.
Shared on 07 May 2009
Barking, East Street c1965
Ref: b440079
If I remember rightly, coming round the corner from Ripple Road into East Street, there was a hole in the ground courtesy of the German bombers. Later, Timothy Whites was built there. Anyway, as youngsters, we used to head for the Capitol cinema for the Saturday morning club, but before we got to the cinema we used to stop at a covered arcade (market) where we used to swap and buy comics - Beano, Dandy, Marvel Topper, you name it, there was a comic of your choice. Does anybody remember the Saturday morning shows at the Capitol cinema? I would be interested to find out.
There used to be a pie and mash shop in Ripple Road just past the police station on the right hand side. I used to have to carry a large pudding dish and plate to cover it with (the type mother used to steam-boil the Christmas puddings in in an old gas copper. It was my task as a young lad once a week to walk from home to the pie and mash shop to get the bowl filled with liquor (the liquor was a form of sauce, best with mash potato, pie and eels). Like fish and chips once a week, pie mash was also a delicacy.
Shared on 12 April 2009
