I was born in a Nissen hut, No 132 Whipps Cross Road 1947. I'm not sure but I believe
the huts were used to temporarily re-home people before getting permanent lodgings.
They were very near the Hollow Ponds and the Forest was our playground. On some occasions
we would share our living room with a cow : the cows were free to roam. On a hot
day your front door would be left open, then sometimes in walked a cow.