The Quay c1960, Bradwell-On-Sea
The Quay c1960, Bradwell-On-Sea Ref: B177001
Memories of The Quay c1960, Bradwell-On-Sea
Life on The Quay
I was born at Bradwell on Sea waterside in 1958 and remember the quay very well. Much of my growing up days were spent playing on the very quay in the photo. In the summer we would leap into the water from the quay which was by then furnished with a steel frame which we called the bars. Bradwell waterside was a great place to grow up in, as was Bradwell. My family have all moved from Bradwell now but we all go back from time to time as we all have such happy memories of living there. I was fortunate to grow up at Bradwell with a good bunch of friends, there was the mill end lot, Trev, Bobby and Brendan, Carrots from Westwick, Nick, Mick, Phil, Alan and later Neil from the waterside and Basher and Paddy and of course Bridgey from the village, not forgetting Big Al and Cubby. We were all a good bunch of friends who had many adventures growing up in Bradwell Regards, Tim Lodge
Bradwell-On-Sea & local memories
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Bradwell on Sea
My Nan and Grandad used to live in a bungalow on Bacons Chase. I can remember leapfrogging over these mushroom looking concrete things that lined the road to the Bacon Farm/House. Back in those old days I still remember the old privy - cold, dark, used to hate 'going'. Also remember walking the sea wall by the power station.
The Poplars
We moved to Bradwell around this time and lived in a bungalow called the Poplars. From the main road there was a long lane which was lined with poplars, hence the name! I wonder if anyone remembers it as I am unable to find any details on the internet. Thanks,
Sue Bryant.
Pat Harper
We moved to Bradwell in 1961, my dad worked for Stan Fowler, we had moved nearly every two years, but we stayed in Bradwell. I've lovely memories of times and people I met at Bradwell, even now I have to go to Bradwell as I put it to charge my batteries up. Bradwell you love or hate, but I loved it - the dances we had at the village hall and at Tillingham, we had live bands, it was great, the times. I walked home with my high heeled shoes in my hand as my feet were killing me from all the dancing. We played badminton in the hall, also Michael Head used to run a youth club, we didn't have much going on there, but Michael used to get things done and we used to have a good time. Many nights we would sit on the church wall talking and having a laugh.
I left school and worked at Bacons, that was a wondrful grounding for the rest... Read more
My First True Love.
As a young American lad I was posted on RAF Station Wethersfield, Essex in the late 50's. I met a young lass through a English aquaintance. This young lady was from Bradwell on Sea. She was a young beautiful lady who lived with her parents who had a very large farm nearby. I stayed at her parents who were quite well to do. On different occasions I would stay for a couple of days and was treated in a most proper fashion and was treated very well by her parents with lovely meals, horse riding and excellent sleeping accommodations. We had much fun together including playing badminton
in the village in a indoor court. I never realized what a tough game it could be. My friend, the young lady was very good at it as I recall. I also recall eating a few of those slammed birdies, but great fun it was. In any case I eventually returned to America with an English wife and two wonderful children. I have... Read more
