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Does Anyone Remember The 1950 Shooting in Post Office Road
Hi I would love to hear from anyone who knew of Ronald Buckley. He built a home on Post Office Road in Woodham Mortimer. My mum was just 2 years old when my grandad Ronald got shot dead by my uncle David in 1950 (David was 16 at the time). The bungalow my grandad built is no longer there. I would love to know if anyone remembers my grandad Ronald, my nan Gladys my aunt Brenda and uncle David. My mum has very sad memories of childhood and a lot she can't remember, my mum is Jackeline, she was the youngest of 3 children, she was in a lot of homes and foster care after her dad's death and Gladys committing suicide. A lot of her childhood is a dark sad haze.
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The Bell Inn
Does anyone know what became of the family named CASTON who ran the Bell Inn in the early 60's ? JANE CASTON was my friend back then and I remember the fun we had and sleeping over at the Bell Inn with a ghost or two. She had a sister SALLY CASTON. Jane and I lost touch when I came to Canada. Please email me if this rings a bell (no pun). lasreed@shaw.ca Lynda (nee Service)
Happy Memories
I remember the Griffin Hotel as the Griffin PH, when as a student nurse I visited it with my elderly grandmother Minnie Grainge on days away from London. She was so proud to be escorted by her eldest granddaughter and as a local woman whose family had come from Woodham Walter was acknowleged by so many as she walked through the door. Our lunchtime treat was the most delicious prawn sandwiches. Is it as lovely now I wonder?
Happy Childhood Days
Many happy childhood weekends were spent on the River Blackwater at the Mill Beach Camp Site with my parents and brother. We often visited Maldon for provisions and I can remember a large "cake shop" on the corner by the bus station? As we came up the hill (what a hill!) a lady on the left always had a different flower arrangement in her window. Needless to say I went on to become a keen flower arranger. I visited Maldon a few years back and I am happy to say that the town hadn't changed much at all. We even walked along the sea wall to the plot where my parents had their last caravan before my father died in 1976. Lovely memories. Lovely place - would like to retire in Maldon if only I could afford it!
Happy Times in Maldon
My family and I moved from London in 1955 to Maldon, following a visit the year before with our Sunday School outing, and we moved near to the Prom. We had such happy times living there and as children my friends and I used to roam the Prom, the nearby sea-wall, fields, woods, and country lanes, in fact everywhere, in safety. What freedom we had then. We spent many hours in the cinema watching the latest films. In August a large fair would come to the Prom for two weeks, ending with a spectacular carnival on the last Saturday followed in the evening by a brilliant firework display around the marine lake. On Boxing Day we would walk up the High Street to the Blue Boar to watch the hunt leave and what a great sight it was. My family and I moved from Maldon in 1966 but I was allowed to get married the following year in All Saints Church. I haven't been back... Read more
Midnight Ghost Hunt
I was born in Little Baddow and was familiar with the story of Alice Mildmay and Jesse Berridge's book. One summer night three of us rode ponies down Riffhams Chase to Great Graces and down Grace's Walk, arriving at midnight. We crossed the bridge (the one in the photo) and all I can remember after that is that all three ponies turned and galloped back up towards the house. We returned home up Colam Lane, where there is supposed to be another haunting, in the pond at the bend in the road. I think the ponies picked up our midnight ghost hunt tension but it was exciting!
Growing Up 1950s
During the late 1950s my parents moved to live on Bremner's Farm - an apple farm at that time, in Little Baddow.
On getting my first bicycle - a black, woman's bike, I use to cycle all over this area - Riffam's lane, Graces Walk and around Coleman's lane. My brother married a girl from Coleman's lane.
I spent many happy hours wandering through the dense woodland between Bremner's Farm and uptowards Great Baddow/Danbury.
