High Beech
High Beech maps (2 available)
High Beech books (20 available)
Brentwood Town Walk Guide
Paperback
So You Think You Know? Chelmsford
Hardback
Colchester Photographic Memories
Paperback
- 1 photos on High Beech appear in 2 Frith books - View photos of High Beech
- Read extracts and see photos from these books on High Beech and Essex
High Beech memories
CINDER TRACK RACING AT HIGH BEECH
My home was in Buckhurst Hill but on saturdays in the summertime my Dad would sometimes take my Mum and I to the cinder racing track at High Beech. My memories of those saturday aftrenoons come back as clear and a photograph. Each one enhanced by the smell of Castrol Oil, the lubricant of choice for the motorcycle Dare Devils. The grandstands would be full, the men selling choc-ices would wander the stands trying to earn a few shillings while getting to watch varoius racing heats. The 'gate' would fly upward and as many as ten young men , and sometimes a young woman, on brakless motorcycles would dive for the first turn. In unison they would lay their bikes down, ...read more here
Contributed by Denman Lalonde
Essex memories
CINDER TRACK RACING AT HIGH BEECH
My home was in Buckhurst Hill but on saturdays in the summertime my Dad would sometimes take my Mum and I to the cinder racing track at High Beech. My memories of those saturday aftrenoons come back as clear and a photograph. Each one enhanced by the smell of Castrol Oil, the lubricant of choice for the motorcycle Dare Devils. The grandstands would be full, the men selling choc-ices would wander the stands trying to earn a few shillings while getting to watch varoius racing heats. The 'gate' would fly upward and as many as ten young men , and sometimes a young woman, on brakless motorcycles would dive for the first turn. In unison they would lay their bikes down, ...read more here
A memory of High Beech contributed by Denman Lalonde
My wedding
When we arrived in Loughton in 1956, we were visited by the then vicar and decided to join this church, which stands on the High Road, in the centre of Loughton. In 1964 my wedding was held there, and the vicar was the Rev. Vine.
A memory of Loughton contributed by Diana Dioszeghy
Shopping in Loughton
This picture was taken further down the High Road from the Century Cinema and the Post Office, going towards the war memorial, and in these modern blocks there were several shops I regularly visited, including a hairdresser's.
A memory of Loughton contributed by Diana Dioszeghy
Extracts From High Beech & Essex books
Epping Forest’s pleasant vistas and the opportunities it offers for a quiet escape from the
busy troubles of London are the attractions that brought people here – and no doubt the
romantic name of the Robin Hood Tavern (built in Victorian times) helped.
An extract from from"Chigwell Photographic Memories".
Epping Forest’s pleasant vistas and the opportunities it offers for a quiet escape from the
busy troubles of London are the attractions that brought people here – and no doubt the
romantic name of the Robin Hood Tavern (built in Victorian times) helped.
An extract from from"Chigwell Photographic Memories".
The shop on the left
is Morgan’s, selling
confectionery, and the
shop is still an old-
fashioned confectioner’s
just as Morgan would
have remembered it.
These buildings were
built on the wastes in
front of the original
Chigwell Row in c1880.
F Harman & Co, whose
sign we can just make
out on the gate next to
Morgan’s, were builders,
and this was their yard.
An extract from from"Chigwell Photographic Memories".
This house was built by W Pemberton Barnes to replace an earlier house built in the 18th
century. In 1924 the estate had 1,552 acres, 400 of which were parkland. The Havering manor
was a crown manor from the time of Harold, of Hastings fame, until 1828.
An extract from from"Chigwell Photographic Memories".
By 1713 the Chester Room of the Kings Head was being used by the Court of Attachments of Waltham Forest, which met to
decide on minor disputes. Stephen Pewsy, in ‘Chigwell and Loughton: A Pictorial History’, says that the gateway to the pub,
demolished in modern times to make way for the motorcars, even had a small cell to confine miscreants.
An extract from from"Chigwell Photographic Memories".







