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I lived in Upminster from birth 1946 and when I was a teenager I used to go to Wykham Hall on Friday and Saturday evening around 1963-1966 and often used to go to Raphaels Park

Were you in Miss Sorrels class at Pettits lane?

My schools were Mawney Road from 1953 to1959 then Pettits Lane School. Remember Stella Noon,Linda Foxon, Sandra Shoults. I remember Miss Sorrell also Miss Scholes at Mawney Road Mr Morgan Junior School and Miss Grey deputy headmistress at Pettits Lane any other memories out there

Pauline Webb as was

Born 1944 - well away from London - Mum Evacuatted to a Maternity Home in Loughborough.. Then Back to London (Hackney) - a short term at Daubeney Road until 1950, and moved to Harold Hill. No schools there, so School coach to Manney Road Infants.. Who Else was there . Head Teacher was a Miss Spain.

I lived in Great Gardens Road, married at St. Andrews church Hornchurch in 65. Danced my feet off at the Nimbus over the top of Stones, and then at the Hydesville Hall and the Masonic Hall in Hornchurch. Wore out lots of shoes! Nipped into the Bull for a orange squash and met my future husband hogging the bar. Lived in South Africa and now in Australia since 1974. Was ‘Harris’ prior to marriage.

Does anyone Remember a girl named Pamela Sawyer from Pettits Lane School Romford about 1950?

I was born in Oldchurch hospital in March 1957 after a difficult hard labour for my mum Dora Kitteridge at 39 years of age at our family home on North St. A shock to my parents, as I came 12 years later than my third sibling Sandra! In those days I was considered a change of life baby😊
We moved to Aveley Rd and my siblings had left their Pettits Lane School days behind them. My sis worked at Plesseys.
I remember at five years of age, clutching Mum's hand as we walked up the High St toward Western Avenue to start school at Saint Mary's Convent. My first friend was Mary Jones, a sweet gentle girl. The nuns were kind and started my lifelong love affair of reading, writing plus an interest in spirituality. Sisters Xavier and Dymphna loved their motor cycle and side car. What a site! Veils flapping around huge grins!
There were secular teachers there too and one MISS M (who shall remain nameless) was unnecessarily spiteful. She'd pull my arm and pinch me black and blue. The nuns though we're like angels and I thought they didn't have legs, that they traveled under some mystical power!
My dad had a greyhound who'd raced at "the dogs" he had a chequered career I think.
I loved those first six years of my life in Romford. The family worked for Grandfather who owned a builders merchant at the end of Aveley Rd just a few doors from home. He'd give me chocolate left over from the war...never one to waste anything! It was mottled cream and brown but tasted so good? I'm glad I didn't know those homely, happy cuddly days of my loving brother Mick would soon be gone forever as sadly some of my family decided to live between Australia and England so my life was very unsettled as was my schooling.
At age 14 I returned to Romford but it was for a sad reason as my dear mum died suddenly in Adelaide, South Australia at 51 years of age. She'd been so very homesick that Dad sent her body back and we followed. She was buried in her family's plot at the church in Hornchurch but due to delays out of my father's control, we missed her funeral. Dad married within a year and returned to Aus. I met my wonderful husband at Liberty Square Romford in 1972. Though we didn't marry eachother but other people and both marriages failed. We met one another again and it was meant to be as we're growing old contentedly together. Our life is filled with laughter despite occasional serious health scares. After living in Australia most of my life, I now at 62, live at Walton on the Naze as Romford was way out of my reach when we returned ( at ages 53 and 55) price wise sadly!. Still married. And happy. And all because I was born in Romford.

I was born in Oldchurch hospital in March 1957 after a difficult hard labour for my mum Dora Kitteridge at 39 years of age at our family home on North St. A shock to my parents, as I came 12 years later than my third sibling Sandra! In those days I was considered a change of life baby😊
We moved to Aveley Rd and my siblings had left their Pettits Lane School days behind them. My sis worked at Plesseys.
I remember at five years of age, clutching Mum's hand as we walked up the High St toward Western Avenue to start school at Saint Mary's Convent. My first friend was Mary Jones, a sweet gentle girl. The nuns were kind and started my lifelong love affair of reading, writing plus an interest in spirituality. Sisters Xavier and Dymphna loved their motor cycle and side car. What a site! Veils flapping around huge grins!
There were secular teachers there too and one MISS M (who shall remain nameless) was unnecessarily spiteful. She'd pull my arm and pinch me black and blue. The nuns though we're like angels and I thought they didn't have legs, that they traveled under some mystical power!
My dad had a greyhound who'd raced at "the dogs" he had a chequered career I think.
I loved those first six years of my life in Romford. The family worked for Grandfather who owned a builders merchant at the end of Aveley Rd just a few doors from home. He'd give me chocolate left over from the war...never one to waste anything! It was mottled cream and brown but tasted so good? I'm glad I didn't know those homely, happy cuddly days of my loving brother Mick would soon be gone forever as sadly some of my family decided to live between Australia and England so my life was very unsettled as was my schooling.
At age 14 I returned to Romford but it was for a sad reason as my dear mum died suddenly in Adelaide, South Australia at 51 years of age. She'd been so very homesick that Dad sent her body back and we followed. She was buried in her family's plot at the church in Hornchurch but due to delays out of my father's control, we missed her funeral. Dad married within a year and returned to Aus. I met my wonderful husband at Liberty Square Romford in 1972. Though we didn't marry eachother but other people and both marriages failed. We met one another again and it was meant to be as we're growing old contentedly together. Our life is filled with laughter despite occasional serious health scares. After living in Australia most of my life, I now at 62, live at Walton on the Naze as Romford was way out of my reach when we returned ( at ages 53 and 55) price wise sadly!. Still married. And happy. And all because I was born in Romford.

I remember visiting you with my then girl friend Pat Thornton around 1960/61. Pat and I went our separate ways in 1962. I am now an old rocker, divorced and living quite happily in Chelmsford. I have many happy memories of those years, dancing at the Nimbus, playing with my rock group.
Tony Granados

I lived in Elm Park and then moved to Gidea Park and attended Heath Park Girl's School in 1961 to 1966 and then Rush Green Technical College. Maiden name Christine Groves and my best friend was Hazel Atkins. There was also Linda Grey, Jennifer Dowling and Ray Sturges. Used to go dancing a lot and remember my first two boyfriends, Martin Gannon and Alan Shearing. What ever happened to all those lovely people, although Martin used to, two time me a lot which I was not too pleased about. There was also Ray's brother Derik who used to date Hazel, although they broke up. I loved my time growing up in the 60's, but got married probably too young and went to Australia for two years. My son Peter was borne in Sydney. When I got back to England studied hard and went to Birmingham University to study law and qualified as a Solicitor in 1986. My son is a journalist, writer and artist and my daughter a doctor. I have three wonderful grand daughters and entertain them with stories about happy times growing up in Elm Park/Gidea Park Essex. I regret not keeping in touch with my friends, especially Hazel who was such a good friend. Such happy times.