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Sunday School Outings in The 1950s
Annual Outing to Walton on the Naze from Upshire in Essex.
In the early days we travelled by train from Waltham Cross, one train picking children up from stations along the line and taking us all out for the day to Walton. In the later years it would a coach or double-decker bus from the Princesfield Estate at the top of the lane leading to the Gospel Hall. The outing was the highlight of the year for many children, as apart from the outing they would never have seen the seaside. We would leave the Hall at 8am. Each child would bring their own lunch, which was normally eaten on the train or bus before we got to Walton. We stopped at the “Halfway” café for toilets and refreshments, then travelled onto Walton where we would meet up with hundreds of other children all out for their Sunday School Outings too.
Children and adults herded together to the nearest beach and then deck chairs were purchased and... Read more
The 1960s in Walton - Hard Times!
I moved to Walton in the 1960s after my dad died. We lived in a caravan at a park up the Naze as we were homeless. I went to school in Stanley Road when I was 14 and went for a month or so and never went back, nobody cared! Got a job as a labourer on Castle Estates at 14 and spent 10 hours a day carrying bricks up a ladder. Had a girlfriend who I still love who was a few years older than me. I was a total toe-rag, at 15/16 I was stealing, and ended up getting a girl into trouble and had to leave town for a bit, as her husband was going to murder me. I was good looking and I knew it and lived for girls, fags and beer in that order. I would work for a few weeks, get some money, get sacked and move on. But oh how I envied the blokes who had a stable life and then ... I... Read more
Essex memories
One of The Nicest Places in The World
In 1998 I travelled to a beautiful town in England called Frinton- on-Sea.
A very unique and special place - where everyone is very friendly, clean and helpful.
I would say Frinton is like no other town in England - some of the shops have not changed decor since the 1950's 60's or 70's --- the pawns shops are the best for gifts and notions.
Frinton- on- Sea is a jewel of a town - a little bit of ol' England.
My Great Uncles House
This photograph looks as though it was taken from the gate way of the house where my great uncle lived and as indeed I did, untill 1949. There were if I remember, four semi detached houses that joined up with the old Post Office going towards Clacton. The view from my uncles house gate looks down towards Pork Lane and it is there that my Great greatgrandfather lived in Plantation Cottages and where he died in 1923. Sadley all the houses and the Post Office have now been demolished not sure when but they were there about mid sixties.
Next door to great uncles house the other way towards Kirby Cross, there was a typical black Essex large shed and a smaller one. The house next to these and the owner of the sheds, I remember to this day, had a large enmal sign advertising "Colman's Mustard" covering what would have been covering no doubt, many holes in his missing tiles!
Happy... Read more
My Childhood at Thorpe
I was about 7 and we lived at Greenhedges, Colchester Road, just before First Green. My twin sister Paula and I decided to climb up to the apex of the house. We sat there without a care in the world. Mum had popped to the shops. We must have been up there for some time because locals had seen Mum and had told her where we were, what a scare for her. We decided to come down. We climbed over a glass conservatory and fell through. We made up a great story. Mum ran all the way home. It must have been a nightmare for her. Thorpe was the best place to grow up when everybody looked after each other. I got married to Gaenor at Thorpe church at age 21. I now live in Australia with my family of four, Nicola, Christopher, William and Ryan. I have paid a visit to Thorpe, September 2009, my sister has moved back to Thorpe in the little mouse cottage near the memorial.... Read more
MY LIFE
I was born in Abbey Street, Thorpe le Soken in 1924, the son of Charles and Winifred Day. I had two brothers, Basil {who was two years older} and Eric, my twin brother. I was educated at Rolph School, High Street, Thorpe, I had two headmasters, Mr Bird and Mr Corkett. Two of the highlights of my schooldays were seeing an airship go over and seeing the Prince of Wales (later to become King Edward VIII) go by on his way to Frinton. During the school holidays I spent many days at Landermere, crabbing, and rabbiting, which was running behind the binder when they were cutting the corn and trying to kill a rabbit with a stick. Whilst at school some of the ways I earned money were selling deadrats' tails {1 penny each}, selling a wart {halfpenny}, peapicking {sixpence for a paper sack full}, blackberring {threepence a basket}, mushrooming {sixpence a basket} and carol singing at Christmas with Alec Cross. I spent four years as a ground gunner in the... Read more
The Start of Good Times.
My first holiday with my future wife and her family. We sat on the sands by the cafe as we didn't know how to hire a beach hut. That was the start of an association with Holland-on-Sea for me that is still going strong. I can't get down as much as I used to, but my daughter has a caravan on Valley Farm now so when my health lets me I do go down with her.
