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The Flying Fortress Crash
I remember, during the war, two flying fortresses crashed in Hordon. One came down near the Half Way House, the other one in a field in Chiderditch behind the pub. They were returning from a bombing raid on Germany. There was about fifty of them when all of a sudden these two collided - the wing of one chopped the tail section off the one next to it. I think all crew members lost their lives. It was terrible to watch these two big planes spiralling towards the ground, knowing you could do nothing about it. I went straight to the crash scene at Horndon - the police were there, but they let me take a souvenir which I then took to the other crash site - but the police refused to let me go in and see it. They said there was a secret factory there and no one would be allowed in. Does anybody in Childerditch remember the secret factory?... Read more
My Childhood in West Horndon
I lived in West Horndon at 22 Cadogan Avenue when I was about 12 or 13 years old. I can remember it was such a lovely time, all the kids knew each other, we were always over the rec or in the bluebell woods( are they still there?). We had a big newt pond at the bottom of our garden, us kids used to love it fishing for newts. I can also remember the old village hall which was also a library, it really was an old wooden building, but us kids had great times there. The village was full of children and I can remember most of them. We didn't have many material possesions but that didn't seem to bother us. There used to be a lady at the bottom of our road who always asked me to go to Hays shop to buy her a packet of fags (remember my age, I couldn't do that now), any way she always gave me threepence so I couldn't wait for... Read more
West Horndon, Essex
I lived in Cadogan Avenue with my Nan & Grandad Mizen, Mum and Dad until we moved to Hutton when I was about 4. My Nan lived there until she died in 2001, God bless her. I have so many happy childhood memories with her in the garden. My Mum Barbara Anne worked at the foundry, I think it was called Rotary Hoes. I believe my Dad, Colin Moore, moved to West Horndon with my Nan and Grandad when he was about 4, when the war broke out, but sadly my Dad's Dad died in 1949, his name was Harry Moore, and then later on my Nan remarried Victor Mizen, whose mum and brothers lived over the railway bridge in a little cottage on the right hand side. My Grandad would tie a piece of string onto my little three wheeler and pull me along to see my Great Nan. I always loved the village and when I was old enough would catch the bus from Brentwood High Street to... Read more
Treasured Memories
My family moved to West Horndon from Millwall during the war, my nan and grandad already lived at 13 cadogan and we lived at 9, later to be changed to 29. I lived in the village for twenty four years, got married at St Nicolas Church, Ingrave. We had two girls while living at Cadogan Ave. I went to school at Little Warley and then to Brentwood Secondary Modern. My memories are fantastic of the village and the people who lived there. My name was Owers, I had brothers Arthur & Brian and sister, Brenda. We could go for long walks, tracking through woods, going to local farms potato picking, pea picking, playing down at the old car. I read Karan Kavanaghs memories of West Horndon. I grew up with her dad, Colin Moore. I remember when we had floods it used to come down from Thorndon Lake, Colin always made a raft so he could take us across the brook where the... Read more
52, The Meadows
My sister, Joan, lives at No.52, and several years ago she gave me a copy of a book prepared and published by one of her (recently deceased) neighbours. This man, with friends and acquaintances all suffering from the postwar housing shortage, formed an informal group committed to developing a new neighbourhood for themselves and their families. As masters of their own destiny they didn't have to wait interminably for their "number to come up" on some official housing project list.
The book records the extra-ordinary talents and dedication shared by a now formally organized "co-operative" that, with its members holding down jobs and pursuing careers, developed everything below and above ground to create a neighbourhhood for themselves, designing and building not only desirable homes, well in the forefront of amenably-designed houses of that time, but the roads, curbs, side-walks, street lighting, and all other features of a practical and picturesque infrastructure that still stands today.
What a legacy, what an example!
From my Canadian vantage point, and having... Read more
54 The Meadows!
Well, I was born at no 54. My godparents lived at no 56. Mum taught at the village school (Ingrave Johnstone Primary) and I was a May Queen's Attendant in 1970. And I remember we had a float for the Brentwood Carnival, it must have been a nursery rhyme theme as my brother and I were Jack and Jill!
Boyles Court
I was at Boyles Court but I cannot find any mention of it anywhere, I was told it was a mental home? Please can anyone throw light on what it was? Thank you.
