School House Or Church
A Memory of Corringham.
Is there anyone out there who remembers the building that was located where the car sales place/petrol station is on Lampits Hill. It was either a school house or church. I think it was located on a mound, I remember going there for Christmas bazaars and summer fetes. Has anyone out there got any photos of this? Would be nice to see one. Debbie..
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That was St Mary's Hall in Lampits Hill.
I remember attending a youth club there in the mid 60s.
You had to walk up some steps to reach it as it was elevated from pavement level. I always remember the musty smell inside!
I lived in Corringham from 1955 to 1970. My dad still lives there just off Lampit's Hill. I remember St Mary's Hall, I went to Brownies there and Sunday school. They used to have marvelous jumble sales there nearly every week and after they had closed and packed away a bunch of us girls used to go round the back and rummage through what they discarded. I got some really neat dressing-up clothes. Once I found a 'real lady's dress'. It had a black velvet top and a full sequined skirt - my mother cursed it every time I moved there was a shower of black sequins over the carpet.
Does anyone remember the little row of tiny bungalows, think they were built of asbestos or something, there were about six-eight of them?. They were between the alleyway and what later was the 'sweetie shop up the steps' and the big posh Shell houses on Lampit's Hill (going up the hill on left-hand-side.
How about the rec off Kenwood Road when it seemed so huge. It was ringed with thick hedges of hawthorne.. I so remember when we were sent home from school early (Herd Lane) when it was foggy, the bushes were festooned with a million twinkling cobwebs. This was before the Wiggins estate was built. And...how about the air-raid siren by Herd Lane going off all hours of the day and night to call in the fire department volunteers? The men used to come tearing down the footpath on their bikes and what seemed like a million miles an hour. I have lots of childhood memories of Corringham in the 50s - it was such a lovely small village then.