Old Cottages c1960, Finchingfield
Old Cottages c1960, Finchingfield Ref: F77027
Memories of Old Cottages c1960, Finchingfield
Growing up in Finchingfield
My family Ken and Joan Blake owned the Church Hill Stores (opposite the Church) from 1945 to the early 50's then we lived in the village until 1957. I have many memories of my time in Finchingfield and many faces and events come flooding back. This picture shows a row of cottages known to me as The Causeway where in my time there was an ice cream shop. The lane opposite - The Pikle -(spelling unknown) had high brick walls on both sides and as a child I used to stamp along in my wellingtons making a lovely echoing plonk. I can still hear the sound.
Finchingfield & local memories
Read and share memories of Finchingfield and Essex inspired by Frith photos.
A Search in Progress
Finchingfield to me, in my younger days, was a place that Dad would take Mum and me to on a Sunday afternoon drive. Never to stop for very long but it is a place that leaves a snapshot in your memory.
Being an adopted child I did not realise at the time that Finchingfield would play a large part in a search that I have been on for nearly 15 years.
Little did I know until I applied for and recived my original birth cert that "Pond View Restaurant" in Finchingfield in 1952 was the last address of my "birth mother".
I have searched records and even visited Finchingfield but to no avail to find any reference to "Pond View" Resturant or its owners at the time who I believe were my Aunts.
So...if anyone who has read this or knows someone who might remember way back then please, I would love to hear from you. The smallest piece of information just might be the key that unlocks a... Read more
In My Day
In my days in the village I recall the upstairs room of the Guildhall having a snooker table where the men used to gather, this would be shortly after the war. Of more interest to me was the Library that was situated downstairs. As a very small child I was able to borrow and read books of all kinds which stimulated a life-long interest and love of books. The Guildhall had a gateway from the churchyard to the road right through the middle of the building (not quite apparent in this photo) and one day whilst walking through to my home (Church Hill Stores) I had my picture taken by a photographer who used it to produce a postcard. I wonder if any survive today? However much to my mother's chagrin, I was well wrapped up against the East Anglian wind and my face was totally obscured by a large headscarf, thus lasting fame eluded me.
