Bocking, Bradford Street 1902
Bocking, Bradford Street 1902 Ref: 48279
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I lived in Cressing Road, went to Chapel Hill Primary School and then to Braintree County High School. I left there in 1952 when my father was transferred by Crittall Metal Windows, to Dunedin, New Zealand. I remember the 750th Anniversary celebrations in 1949 and had always said I would like to return for the 800th Anniversary, but I couldn't make it. I would love to hear from some old friends of my early school days - maybe someone will read this and remember me. I have fond memories of my early childhood, even thogh it was the start of the 1939-45 war. My parents used to billet some servicemen, three of whom I remember well - Ron Hamnet, Jimmy Galloway, and John Andrews who all played football for Crittall Athletic. Some old school friends I remember were Douggie Kemp and Malcolm Wassell, and John Mews. Our neighbours in Cressing Road were the Potters (Tony and Jill were my age), and the Foulkes. The Little family had a small general store two or three doors from us and the Humhreys family lied just up the road. I remember going hunting for mushrooms over our back fence. My grandparents lived in John Ray Street (Frederick Rush) and Railway Street (Baron Smith). My brother Peter still lives in Panfield Lane - I have only seen him and his wife once since 1952 - they were brought to Sydney for a reunion with my mother on a local TV show.
Shared on 07 July 2009
I own a picture of the students of BCHS taken in 1947. Such a view has many many names and connections. There is the headmaster Dr. Cordingly [he of the famous stick]. Here is the vicar Hartley Brook's daughter. My old girl friend Shirley, and members of my class including Billy Cranfield, Ron Whittaker, David Woodward, Valerie O'Neill and a crowd of others. There also is "Madame" Elliot who tried in vain to teach me french. I visited the school a couple of years ago to discover to my distress, that it was no more. Perhaps some of those I have named will contact me. I am a physician in Oakland California USA...yes me, the most unruly nuisance of a kid back then...Malcolm Stewart-Morris.
Shared on 15 September 2006
I was born in Rayne and in the 1950s.I have fond memories of being able to play various sports in the road at School Road with my brother Peter and friend Richard Dodd, gaining a few more players as word got around! We used to mark the Tennis Court on the road with chalk and played many games, sometimes having to vacate to allow the occasional vehicle to pass. Chief Inspector Baker of Braintree was often passing by in his Ford 10 car with a wry smile on his face. Cricket was also played with an old drum for the stumps, for the game to be disturbed by a vehicle was a bit more involved as the drum had to be moved as well as us! Hopscotch was also marked with chalk and enjoyed by many. I would dare anyone to play on School Road as it is now with speeding traffic. At that time Rayne played football on Drapers field alongside Mill Road in the North Essex League which involved villages from all around including Clare (which was actually in Suffolk), Glemsford, Cavendish (also in Suffolk),Beacon Hill Rovers from Wickham Bishops, Felsted Rovers and several more. The preparation for a game was quite involved as the field was used by cows (the milking herd from nearby Drapers Farm) at other times, a shovel comes to mind! The ball was made from naked leather, no UPVC coating like these days. Just a coat of Dubbin was applied but that was only temporary proof against water ingress, when it got soaking wet the ball was like a lump of lead which made for a very interesting match and a few headaches! Modern day players would never have coped with that. The goal posts were made from timber about 5"x 5" square and they were very heavy, not like the modern day posts. The uprights were inserted in a square box made from timber in the ground, with the crossbar being bolted to the uprights, and the stanchions were improvised lengths of 2" galvanised water pipe screwed to the uprights at the top corners. The best view of a match was looking over the hedge alongside Mill Road. The collection box was taken round at half-time to the supporters and a few coppers were collected to help towards League expenses etc. In the early 1960s Rayne progressed to a new ground at Oak Meadow prepared by various people under the supervision of brothers Frank (Mulberry) and Joe Reynolds who worked tirelessly to achieve what is the super pitch today. Rayne had two teams at this time, a very successful 1st XI and an average 2nd XI. I personally played mostly in the reserves, two results stand out in memory: beating Bardfield Reserves away 7-3, bearing in mind Bardfield were a very good team, and at the lower end losing 13-0 to Swan Villa in a cup replay, having drawn away to them. Swan Villa were a very good team from several divisions higher than us. The first XI won the leagues and several cups during a very successful spell, but sadly the teams folded and the pitch was then used by Sunday League teams including The Welsh Princess, but that's another story. I have seen many changes in Rayne over the years, some good some not so good, but as villages go it rates quite high on my list.
Shared on 03 November 2009
I am originally from St. Helens, Lancashire, and met my husband, Roy, at Burtonwood AFB where I worked. He was stationed at Wethersfield but came on occasion to Burtonwood. When I moved south to be married, I had to live in the neighbourhood for three weeks for the bans to be called out, and my husband's NCOIC was friendly with a lady who lived in the houses directly across from the church. Her name was Ada Stebbing. She took me in for those three weeks and I was married from her house in St. Andrews church. She managed to convince the local retired minister, Harry Jordan, to get permission from the bishop to come out of retirement to marry us. We were told that the first minister was recorded in 1335. I have some nice wedding photos with the church.
Shared on 16 June 2008
This is not a memory as such, however I have been researching my husband's family tree. When speaking to elderly family members I have found that his grandmother's family, the Thorogoods, come from Shalford. I would like to know if there are any Thorogoods still in Shalford. We can't wait to find out more about your village and discover my husband's roots.
Shared on 09 March 2007
