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Howe Green maps
Historic maps of Howe Green and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Howe Green maps
Howe Green photos
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Howe Green area books
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Straw Hats Every Sunday
I was sent to a children's home in Great Baddow when I was about twelve. My memorys are sad and happy ones. Miss May and Miss Abbs ran the home. Miss May I remember had a Boxer dog and many years later I bought one in memory of Great Baddow children's home. We used to go to the local church dressed in our uniforms and little straw hats on our heads, is there anyone out there that remembers 1950/51. I used to tell everyone I was an orphan, it sounded better than not being wanted from the age of 3 yrs and many foster parents, no regrets. I have had, and continue to have, a happy life, not in riches but a good marriage and good health, and sad memories of not being ever to say these two words, mum and dad. I remember running away from the home when I first went there as I needed to find mum and dad.. I never did, Vicky, nee Morrisson.
Growing up in Great Baddow
I moved to Great Baddow with my parents when I was four and we lived in Gowers Avenue, No. 2. This estate belonged to the Marconi Company and my father worked at Baddow Labs. I used to walk up there to meet him from work when I was older.
When I was about 11 they build on the lovely orchard behind our house, and in the fields above our estate. Before that, we used to walk the dog over the fields and lay in the grass listening to the skylarks. I had a friend called Vivienne who lived opposite, and have lost touch with her. I went back to have a look at the outside of our old house a few years ago and the estate is very much the same as it was, but they have removed some of the trees and shrubs. There were some lovely walks around in the old days but they build on most of the fields before I moved away to... Read more
Can You Help?
Does anyone know of Sylvia Eileen Newman who lived in Great Baddow as a domestic servant in the late 1950s or 1960s? She later moved to Witham. Her surname later became Brewer.
Mid 70s
Hi, we moved to Galleywood in the mid 70s and my mum Valerie went to work in the White Bear but unfortunately don't have any photos of it in the 70s.
Happy Memories
I remember the Griffin Hotel as the Griffin PH, when as a student nurse I visited it with my elderly grandmother Minnie Grainge on days away from London. She was so proud to be escorted by her eldest granddaughter and as a local woman whose family had come from Woodham Walter was acknowleged by so many as she walked through the door. Our lunchtime treat was the most delicious prawn sandwiches. Is it as lovely now I wonder?
Harrow Farm
My grand x3 grandfather James Sewell lived at Harrow Farm, he worked as a farm labourer. There was land named Sewells land which was auction by the Boggis estates and sold in 1914. Another ancestor, James, was a publican and wife Emily worked at the 'Leather Bottle' pub on the Downham Road. I have ancesters buried in St Peter's churchyard and also married at Downham. I wonder if anyone knows what happened to the land, farm or pub?
Midnight Ghost Hunt
I was born in Little Baddow and was familiar with the story of Alice Mildmay and Jesse Berridge's book. One summer night three of us rode ponies down Riffhams Chase to Great Graces and down Grace's Walk, arriving at midnight. We crossed the bridge (the one in the photo) and all I can remember after that is that all three ponies turned and galloped back up towards the house. We returned home up Colam Lane, where there is supposed to be another haunting, in the pond at the bend in the road. I think the ponies picked up our midnight ghost hunt tension but it was exciting!
