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William Godfrey
I have been tracing my ancestry from Australia back to Great Britain. One of the ancestors has it noted that he was born in Rye House, Hertfordshire. Googling brought up this wonderful photos of this place. Knowing I will never be able to visit my ancestor's origins, it is a wonderful thing to have access to photos such as this. Thank you.
Hertfordshire memories
Glen Faba
Oh what lovely memories come flooding back, my mum and I would walk the winding river towpath from Glen Faba, where we lived, to Dobbs Weir, fish and minnow watching as we went along our way. In the summer my mum would get a hire row boat out from the man in the Fish and Eels pub garden, oh it was always sooo exciting - being so careful not to fall in the water, as we climbed into the boat, and then we were off, taking it in turns to row and not hit or get hit by the bigger boats along the river. We would row all the way to the lock at Glen Faba, near the power station, and back again, taking in all the sights and smells along the way. The fish, so clearly visable beside the boat, although my hands were never fast enough to catch one! And the wonderful array of fowl, moorhens, mallards, and of course the majestic swans, the reeds, the bullrushes and... Read more
The Flicks
This is the first cinema I ever went to! I even went to see 'The Circus of Horrors' X-rated film here, I was smuggled in by my mum and her friend Long Lil (Lillian Smith), it's ok, I''ve had no real side effects from it, ha ha. I think I was between 6-8 years old. I remember I had to hide under Lil's coat (it had a flare type bottom) and Mum and Lil walked in from the ticket booth arm in arm, into the darkened cinema. How funny it must have been, you couldn;t get away with it now. Ahhh, the good ol' days. I would love to live from anyone who lived or stayed at the Glen Faba or Riverside.
Glen Faber, Rye House Chalet Park
Does anyone at all remember the small island called Glen Faber at Rye House which had dozens of old chalets, caravans and odd assortments of old bungalows near the river lea lock. There was also a provisions shop made out of wood selling sweets and other foods, I think it was called, or at least the lady was called Mrs Kew. The shop was very near the bridge crossing the weir. It was a holiday place really with lots of families with children and we all used to swim in the lock. It all began to disapear around 1963 with the start of a huge park and lakes being built, now nothing at all remains of this place save for an empty field
Glen Faber
Hi there, I lived there from 1960 to 1968. I remember it well. I am still in touch with three of my friends who lived there as well. I went to Roydon School. I remember walking down that bumpy old road to catch the bus and walking up Low Hill when I missed the bus. I had a great childhood there. My mate Alby Smith lived on the island and I lived in the old boat house for a while, I think I lived in about three or four different places. I would love to see some photos, that would be great.
Boating
I remember Glen Faba as a little girl, we lived in Stanstead Abbotts and owned a boat, and we used to always go to Glen Faba to more up every weekend. I remember going to the shop and buying sweets, and collecting water from the pump, I have a picture of me standing at the pump in my wellies. Cleareys boatyard had fond memories for my father who built his first boat there, and was friends with the Cleareys. I'll always remember Cleareys with fond memories and as a little community, everybody was so friendly. It was not till today that I even thought to look it up and see what had happened to it over the years, this was only because my uncle had mentioned it and couldn't find out anything about it, and hey presto I found this site. My Aunt Daph Ward, who sadly has passed away, used to live at Glen Faba with her husband Bill Ward and her son Bill Ward, when he was very... Read more
Glen Faber
Hi, I lived on Glen Faber in the 1960s from the age 5-10. I remember Stanley Hickin and his dad and their two big alsatian dogs. Fond memories of fishing in the River Lea, not knowing at the time near fields weir there was a island that was fenced off, you could fish into the weir pool, a man called Ted used to fish there for pike. One day I was fishing there and there was a young man fishing, he had a guitar with him and he was throwing a Bowie knife at a tree, some years later I found out it was Joe Brown. I used to catch him roach for live bait, he was fishing for pike. I remember the lady from the shop, went there lots of times with my mum and dad. I remember the pike hole, another little weir and walking in Roydon woods. Oh how I remember the water pump in the winter! Mum and I had a photo taken by it that... Read more
