Black Notley, The Village, Mill And Reindeer Pub 1909
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Photo ref: 62128
Photo of Black Notley, The Village, Mill And Reindeer Pub 1909

More about this scene

Rayne is still a charming village with a long history, little changed from this photograph. All the buildings shown still exist, though the Post Office Stores is now the Tandoori Cottage Restaurant.

A Selection of Memories from Black Notley

For many years now, we've been inviting visitors to our website to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was, prompted by the photographs in our archive. Here are some from Black Notley

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I vividly remember what my dear dad told me about the time he was an inpatient at Black Notley when he had TB of his hip in the early 30’s. He told me there was a star in the middle of the floor of the ward and if you were naughty (he was 6-7 years old) your bed was wheeled onto the star where there wasn’t a roof and left there regardless of the weather. He also told of the times he woke up with snow on the end of his bed.
I spent over 10 months as a patient in Black Notley Hospital during 1958/59, and in April 2019 I was invited to recount my memories in an interview with BBC Essex. If you would lite to listen to this 17-minute interview please visit the link below: https://vimeo.com/373864205 Kind regards, Chris Dell
my father was doctor Emanuel wilder at the hospital and lived in a new house close to the entrance drive. I remember the stile across the road from the field that led to the railway, I am desperate to find the old house it was a two storey that looked into fields most likely at the hospital. any feedback on my dad or the house area would be well received. my dads friend at the time was a sister and I knew her as Norrie. kind regards dennis wilder
When I was a very young child I spent many months at Black Notley Hospital suffering from bovine TB. Fortunately I was unaware of the significance of my bed being near the door to the corridor and one evening a kind nurse whispered to me that my guardian angels just above that door would always be with me. Following many months with little to amuse me other than to look out across surrounding fields and a ...see more