By a quirk of fate, I was cycling with a group of fellas from Annan, a town in southern Scotland, having just moved to a village nearby. Up on the beautiful hill road above Langholm, one of the group enquired where I was from. “Essex”–“which part”—“Langdon hills”—“I came from there”—“what school did you go to”—-“Langdon Hills Primary”—-“I went there”—How old are you?—-“59”—so am I. Turns out we were in the same class and have become good friends.
Anyhow, the upshot of this is that he lent a book about Basildon history and what I would like to know is whether Primrose Hill Estate was part of the Plotlands. My mum and dad, me and my sister lived there from around 1950 to about 1958. Bob and Gladys Richardson, Martin and Molly. They tragically lost a son, Peter, drowned in a garden pond.