Historic maps of Fifield and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Fifield maps
We have no photos of Fifield, although we do have photos of these nearby places:
Holyport| Bray| Dorney| Windsor| Taplow| Boyn Hill| Maidenhead| Cippenham| White Waltham| Eton| Warfield| Burnham| Slough| Pitch Place| Old Windsor| Datchet| Waltham St Lawrence| Farnham Royal| Binfield| Cliveden| Ascot| South Ascot| Cookham| Bracknell| Harmans Water| Cookham Dean| Sunninghill| Wraysbury| Easthampstead| Englefield Green
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Memories of Fifield
Little Tudor 1900's to Present
Little Tudor was the cottage that my grandmother resided in when she was a young girl. It is located on The Green in Holyport, Maidenhead. She and her brothers and sisters grew up here in the 1900s. I visited it last summer for the first time ... it looked the same as pictures my grandmother had of it when she returned for a visit in the 1960s. I would love to find out of the history of this lovely old cottage. It used to house three families, now it has been converted to a single family home. Just lovely! Wish I knew the date it was built and the history of it.
My friend Jean and I lived at Dorney Reach and we used to go for walks by the river Thames with my dog. On Sunday afternoons we would then cross over the walkway which was on top of the lock gates and buy ice-creams from the
lock-keepers shop. You could hear the roar from the weir. The children from Dorney Reach would love to help open and shut the lock gates which was done manually.
On the 1891 Census, my grandmother - Daisy Matilda Lamb - is recorded as being a 'visitor' at the home of Thomas 'Baker' Marks and his family. It appears she was born in Salisbury (tho' I have not, as yet, found a birth certificate for her) and none of the Marks family of Thames House - the large property on the left - seem to have survived in Bray. By 1901, she was working for a Frances Harrison in Holyport - tho' whether she was there in the intervening years I don't know.
We still visit and I photograph Thames House every time!!
My late father Cyril Cook was a Nurse and sometime during the Second World War was posted to Bray Court, which I believe was a Naval Training School. If any one has any information about Bray Court during the Second World War, I would be most interested. Ken Cook
Hotel de Paris
I worked as a commis, or trainee waiter at the Hotel de Paris during the summer season of 1957. Unfortunately I never had or saw a photograph of the hotel until now (as I remember it. My family left England in 1958 and was not able to return until the 1970's and by that time it was gone. Some memories that I remember clearly are of the days when no expense was spared i.e. a full size dance floor with orchestra at dinner and Sunday Tea's. Chauffeur driven cars were the norm, indeed I worked my way up to serve guests dinner in a private Dining Room. The hotel manager (or owner) would come to breakfast with family every morning and sit at "his" table by an open window, taking pot shots at rabbits with his shot gun. Beautiful motor boats arriving to take Tea on the lawn. The Hotel reminded me of those great stories of Hotel Bemmelmans. Hopefully someone out there sees this memory plus photograph, and can... Read more
Back to Windsor
I've been here - to this very spot, with the precious women of my life - my Mom when I was a child, and with my children when they were women. How can it be that it looks exactly the same in 1890, 1971 and 2001? I can feel the cool brick under my hand, and see the flowers over the edge. I wanted to jump down and walk there when I was a child and later with my girls. How can it be that the air and the sky is the same. When I want to remember, to feel, to grieve, to rejoice - I go back - back to where memories and feelings are connected - Back to Windsor.
My dad's uncles purchased a horse and cart with their gratuity from WWI and travelled from Cippenham to the market in the Guildhall. They sold crockery they bought from barges on the Grand Union canal direct from the Potteries, you could order replacements for broken crockery. There was the usual traffic jam on Castle Hill and dad would jump off the cart and race up Kings Stairs(?) (they were open to the public then) race across the castle and out the gate, still beating his uncles to the Guildhall.