Nostalgic memories of Woodford Bridge's local history
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For many years now, we've been inviting visitors to our web site to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was when the photographs in our archive were taken. From brief one-liners explaining a little bit more about the image depicted, to great, in-depth accounts of a childhood when things were rather different than today (and everything inbetween!). We've had many contributors recognising themselves or loved ones in our photographs.
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I lived there from age 1 something untill I married at St Pauls at 18. My best friend was Rev Wright's daughter, Christine. My school friends were Ann Richards, Joan Saville and Theresa Ancona. xxxxxxDiane
About the time I was born in 1939, I had two aunts who were nurses in Claybury Hospital.
Several years later, in the early 50s, I used to help the milkman from Drapers Farm and one of our biggest quantities of delivery was to Claybury (horse drawn cart in those days).
Roll forward the years to the early 60s and some very happy memories were of the dances within Claybury and of those ...see more
My memories of St Johns are that of being slippers every night before bed but I would like to talk to anyone who was there 1955 to 1959. We came from Paddingtion London and I suffered from hearing problems I wait to hear from anyone who remembers me.
Derek, the little shop by the school is where I would go a buy an OXO for 1/4d farthing. The gravy in the school dinners were so weak and washy I would crumble it into my dinner to give it some flavour.
Do you remember the air vent in the end building. We use to try to get tennis balls stuck in the slates.
'Mum, did you catch fish in the pond at the Bridge' asked my son when Googling for ponds to fish. 0f course we did, with our home made nets of a piece of material attached to a stick, carrying home the sticklbacks and frogs spawn in a jam jar with its handle of string.
Reading the memories days later. Names were familiar, but as most where dated awhile ago, I didn't like to make contact in ...see more
For those of you who read the memories. I would like you to join me in remembering my dear brother William Ernent Bedford who passed away Monday 2nd April 2012, aged 80. Those of you who knew him, I am sure will be saddened by the loss of a fine gentleman of an old Woodford Bridge family.
I think I must have known Colin King. He would have been a neighbour of Brian Cordell, a very good friend of mine from a very young age till the late 50's. I was born at 21 Highfield Road. Colin would be the same age as my brother and sister, Ted and Mary, and a little younger than Bill. I was born in 1938, so just that bit younger.
Yes I remember Drapers Hill, the River Roding etc My first 'fishing trip' was to ...see more
I was a paper boy for Mr Watkins, in the High Road, and delivered bundles of newspapers to Claybury Hospital seven days a week. There were so many bundles, I could not ride the trades bike as it was all up hill, even up to the hospital from the main gates. On a cold winters morning, it wasn't the place to be, walking up through the grounds of woods and with very little lighting.
On one occasion, I was ...see more
I remember the ironmongers when it was GUNTONS. from 1940s till I moved from the villiage in the late 50s
What memories I have of that lovely church and the drive up to it, lined with Horse Chestnut trees, in full bloom in the spring, and bearing all those beautiful conkers in the autumn. I was Christened at the church. My sisters married there, and both my parents are burried there. together with my eldest sister and her hushband, also my nephew. I haven't been back for years, but will never forget it.