Romford, The Market Place c.1950
Photo ref: R52004
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Photo ref: R52004
Photo of Romford, The Market Place c.1950

More about this scene

It is surprising that there were not more accidents in the days when the main road passed through the middle of the Market Place. Some Saturdays, shoppers were eager spectators when weddings took place at St Edward`s Church and the bride and groom threaded their way between the market stalls in a cloud of confetti.

A Selection of Memories from Romford

For many years now, we've been inviting visitors to our website to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was, prompted by the photographs in our archive. Here are some from Romford

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I lived in Junction Road, Romford from 1946 until 1954. We lived in the last house but one next to the Railway and Railway Bridge. There was a long drive leading to the bridge which was slightly uphill or downhill whichever way you were travelling. Together with my brothers and sister we used to speed down the drive on a home made go-cart and of course there was the inevitable accident. Me flying off at the ...see more
Hi I am writing this in the hope that someone will be able to help me, I was doing some research for myself on Hullbridge when I came across a memory written by Mike Atkins he and Terry Groom were the last persons to run the ferry in Hullbridge. Now where this caught my eye was when he said he had married the grand daughter of Mr & Mrs Makin of Shell Cottage. well I too was a grand daughter of Mr & Mrs Makin, ...see more
I lived in Romford as a small boy school was mawney rd and Pettit lane from 1959-1963 does anyone remember me keith temple had a brother Paul temple we lived just of north gate st and then the school was all boys one side and all girl the other would like to reconnect with anyone
I lived in and around the Romford area from 1957 until 1979 - I have never been back. I went to school first at St Edwards (the confessor) near the market square, we were taught by nuns and some were tyrants! Sister Aloysius, tall and willowy, gentle and kind visited each classroom with her huge rosary beads swinging amongst her voluminous black habit. I can still remember and smell Benediction - it was a small school that ...see more