Hatfield Heath

Read and share memories of Hatfield Heath and Hertfordshire inspired by Frith photos

Summer 1980

My memories of the heath are from 1980 when my mother - Kathleen (Topsy) Whybrow and father bought me and my brother to the heath in the summer of 1980 for five months.   My parents had emigrated to NZ and gave myself and my brother a choice - a swiming pool or a trip to the UK.  I was only 8 and plumped for the pool but my older wiser brother convinced me my mother needed to see her family.  And so it was to the heath we came, we attended the local heath primary school for a month, I remember Jojo, Justine and Ruth from my class - wonder where they are now? I was taught by my Great Aunt ...read more here
Contributed by Sarah McGee

Summer 1980

My memories of the heath are from 1980 when my mother - Kathleen (Topsy) Whybrow and father bought me and my brother to the heath in the summer of 1980 for five months.   My parents had emigrated to NZ and gave myself and my brother a choice - a swiming pool or a trip to the UK.  I was only 8 and plumped for the pool but my older wiser brother convinced me my mother needed to see her family.  And so it was to the heath we came, we attended the local heath primary school for a month, I remember Jojo, Justine and Ruth from my class - wonder where they are now? I was taught by my Great Aunt ...read more here
A memory of Hatfield Heath contributed by Sarah McGee

childhood

I was born in White Roding in 1961. In 1968 my family and I went to live in Bishops Stortford. While we were there my father worked as a grave digger and landscape gardener in the local area. I fondly remember going to some of the church yards with him and playing while he worked. The church at Little Hallingbury  was one of those churches. We emmigrated to Australia in 1969 and although I went home several times I never revisited the church. This photo vividly brings back my childhood memories of lovely warm summers days lazily playing in the church yard and marvelling at the beauty of the church itself....my love of churches and church yards has stayed with me ...read more here
A memory of Little Hallingbury contributed by rebel evans

Tales of years gone by!!

Hello! I am Arnold Chapman, my father was the minister of the little chapel (now a private house). I used to play with a lad called I think Ronald Babcock?? who lived in a farm nearly opposite. I think one time the barn caught fire. I recall going to the little school, sometimes getting a ride in a local farm cart!! No cars to worry about in those days. Another person I recall is Mrs Salmon who had bad arthritis. I am in my middle 70s so the memory plays games with you sometimes. My father also looked after a chapel in Matching Green, helping to build a wooden building to use as a chapel.
I can remember watching the doodle ...read more here
A memory of Matching Tye contributed by arnold chapman