Wickford, St Catherine's Church c.1955
Memories of Wickford, St Catherine's Church c1955
I remember walking past this church to visit my grandparents in Highcliffe Road. There was a short cut just before the church; I remember there were nice trees that overhung the pathway and it was lovely in summer. Further down the hill is the Wickford C of E Infants School.
I remember going there for my sister's christening in 1956 (our family name was Markham) and also belonging to the youth club, which was run by the curate. I only remember the vicar as a rather stern man. I also belonged to the Sunday School which was run from the School down the road.
I used to walk past this church on the way to visit my grandparents in Highcliffe Road. There was a path which lead up behind the church and onto a back road to Highcliffe. My schoolfriend Jill married in this church in 1980. My great-grandfather was buried here in 1949 under the yew tree, my great-grandmother joined him in 1991 and grandfather's ashes were placed here also in 1991. There are numerous graves which relate to members of the Wickford community including one elderly lady who lost both her sons during WW2.
Memories of Wickford
I remember the man who used to paint lead soldiers, he lived in that tiny little 'bungalow in Irvon Hill! A couple of years ago it got burnt down and now there's a new home been built there? Do you remember the Nursery opposite whereby there was an old man who would often give us kids loads of ...Read full memory
I lived at the junction of Brock Hill and Wantz Corner from birth in 1949 till 1960. In those days we had fields to the side and rear of us and also across the road in Brock Hill. We played in the brick fields, and I remember my mum shooing us all outside to get fresh air. We didn't have a TV so we spent a lot of ...Read full memory
This is Deirdre Avenue - one of the roads I endeavoured to deliver newspapers on frosty cold mornings at the age of 12 years, I had to get up at 06.00am, rush straight out without a cup of tea, pop into Andrew's Newsagent, and get my sack. My other road I delivered to was Louvaine Avenue.
My sister and I were evacuated to Wickford in 1940, I was just over 5 years old and my sister 11 years old. We came from the east end of London. We moved into a bungalow with an elderly lady called Mrs Walker, there was also a middle-aged man, I think he was Mrs Walker's husband. We did not live there for very long as the ...Read full memory