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Week Ends A memory of Cornish Hall End, Essex Fishing in whitleys farm pond with don martin eyes glued on the water for tench bubbles. catching one of two pounds and scared half to death of it getting off the hook [ granny knots] ..riding in trailers full of warm wheat.. birds nesting down the old farm and falling in the moat. getting shouted at for riding my bike on the cricket pitch. having my foot run over by the roller [same day] scrumping apples out of mrs cardys garden and falling in the stinging nettles when she came out. getting wood for bonfire night. fights.pic meadow pond a magical place [sadly filled in long ago] lots more, post later using accent of the place mite be funny reading. Posted: 30/11/2007 21:03 by Jeremy Underwood |
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![]() Finchingfield, the Guildhall c1965 (ref: F77067) |
Year: 1952
A Search In Progress A memory of Finchingfield, Essex Finchingfield to me, in my younger days, was a place that Dad would take Mum and me to on a Sunday afternoon drive. Never to stop for very long but it is a place that leaves a snapshot in your memory. Being an adopted child I did not realise at the time that Finchingfield would play a large part in a search that I have been on for nearly 15 years. Little did I know until I applied for and recived my original birth cert that "Pond View Restaurant" in Finchingfield in 1952 was the last address of my "birth mother". I have searched records and even visited Finchingfield but to no avail to find any reference to "Pond View" Resturant or its owners at the time who I believe were my Aunts. So...if anyone who has read this or knows someone who might remember way back then please, I would love to hear from you. The smallest piece of information just might be the key that unlocks a door for me. I thank you for your time. UPDATE I have since found out that No 2? the Causeway is/was known as Pond view Cottage and in turn called the "Causeway Tea Cottage" So that is one question answerd Now all i need to find out is who run it back in 1952 ............? Last edited: 18/11/2006 16:52 by Christine Browne |
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![]() Finchingfield, the Guildhall c1965 (ref: F77067) |
Year: 1950
In My Day A memory of Finchingfield, Essex In my days in the village I recall the upstairs room of the Guildhall having a snooker table where the men used to gather, this would be shortly after the war. Of more interest to me was the Library that was situated downstairs. As a very small child I was able to borrow and read books of all kinds which stimulated a life-long interest and love of books. The Guildhall had a gateway from the churchyard to the road right through the middle of the building (not quite apparent in this photo) and one day whilst walking through to my home (Church Hill Stores) I had my picture taken by a photographer who used it to produce a postcard. I wonder if any survive today? However much to my mother's chagrin, I was well wrapped up against the East Anglian wind and my face was totally obscured by a large headscarf, thus lasting fame eluded me. Last edited: 31/10/2006 18:06 by Lesley Alexander |
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![]() Finchingfield, Old Cottages c1960 (ref: F77027) |
Year: 1940s
Growing Up In Finchingfield A memory of Finchingfield, Essex My family Ken and Joan Blake owned the Church Hill Stores (opposite the Church) from 1945 to the early 50's then we lived in the village until 1957. I have many memories of my time in Finchingfield and many faces and events come flooding back. This picture shows a row of cottages known to me as The Causeway where in my time there was an ice cream shop. The lane opposite - The Pikle -(spelling unknown) had high brick walls on both sides and as a child I used to stamp along in my wellingtons making a lovely echoing plonk. I can still hear the sound. Last edited: 29/09/2006 17:54 by Lesley Alexander |
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Year: 1969
Our Stay In Thaxted A memory of Thaxted, Essex In 1969, my father, a MSGT in the USAF, was stationed at RAF Wethersfield. While waiting for base housing, we rented a beautifully situated place named Barn Cottage, a 600-year-old converted stable. Our landlord, Mr. Ainsworth, lived above us with his charming family in Prior's Hall. The place commanded a magnificent view of the valley and town, and we watched the farmers bring in their crops and burn the fields afterwards. I sometimes took our small dachshund for walks up the hill behind us, to watch water rats swim about in a pond at the top. Those times I remember as singularly idyllic. Our landlord had a peacock named George, which we would call down from the trees to feed him cookies. Sometimes he came asking on his own, sitting on the brick wall outside our kitchen. George was in love with a bantam hen. He followed her around, fluffing his feathers for her benefit, and when she laid a clutch of eggs in our garden, we thought something unusual might be in the offing. (They did not hatch.) I always remember these times with great fondness, and hope to return one day. Posted: 07/01/2008 18:27 by Bonnie Wood |
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