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Extra Large Bike Seat
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- A bicycle or motorcycle
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- bicycle: ride a bicycle
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Royal Mail bicycles @ Coggeshall
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Coordinates: 51°52?18?N 0°41?29?E? / ?51.8717°N 0.6913°E? / 51.8717; 0.6913
Coggeshall shown within Essex
OS grid reference TL853226
Shire county Essex
Constituent country England
Sovereign state United Kingdom
Post town COLCHESTER
Postcode district CO6
Dialling code 01376
Ambulance East of England
European Parliament East of England
UK Parliament Braintree
List of places: UK • England • Essex
Coggeshall is a small market town of 3,919 residents (in 2001) in Essex, England.
Situated between Colchester and Braintree on the Roman road of Stane Street (Remains of the Roman road with its drainage aqueducts are still there in the Chapel inn’s beer cellar today). and intersected by the River Blackwater, it is known for its almost 300 listed buildings and formerly extensive antique trade.
Many local businesses, such as the White Hart Hotel and the Chapel Inn (The Chapel Inn became a legally licensed premises in 1554).have been established for hundreds of years.
A market has been run every week on Market Hill since 1256, when a charter to do so was granted by Henry III.
Coggeshall won the Essex Best Kept Village award in its category in 1998 and 2001–03; it was named the Eastern England & Home Counties Village of the Year in 2003.
The meaning of the name Coggeshall is much debated.
Different pronunciations and spellings have been used throughout its history and many theories as to the name’s origin have arisen.
The earliest mention of the name is in a grant from around 1040 where it is called Coggashael.
The Domesday Book from 1086 addresses the town as Cogheshal and it is mentioned elsewhere as Cogshall, Coxal and Gogshall. Beaumont brought together several theories in his 1890, A History of Coggeshall, in Essex.
Weever 1631 wrote about a monument found on ‘Coccillway’ (pronounced Cocksill way), thought that Coccill was a lord of the area in Roman days and a corruption of the name lead to Coggeshall
Dunkin thought that it was a concatenation of two Celtic words – Cor or Cau with Gafael, enclosure hold; or Coed and Caer or Gaer, camp in a wood, ‘Cogger’, the person owning this camp may have had a hall therefore Coggershall.
Beaumont largely rejects this as far fetched conjecture.
Philip Morant opined that the name was a corruption of Cocks-hall, with the seal of the Abbey featuring three cockerels.
This may also be supported by Beaumonts suggestion that the first parish church, like the current one, was dedicated to Saint Peter, and the Cockerel was used as a sign of this dedication.
Beaumont also reasons that the name may have come from the red coloured shurb, the Coccus, whose colour is pronounced Coch and many Ancient Britains had names related to colours.
Margaret Gelling associated the name with the landscape in which the town is situated, claiming that hall comes from Anglo-Saxon halh, meaning a nook or hollow, thus rendering the name as ‘Cogg’s nook’, corresponding to Coggeshall’s sunken position in the 150-foot contour line.
There are several towns throughout Britain with similar names: Uggeshall, Cockfield, Cogshull, Cogges, Coxhall Knoll. Part of the Parish was known as Crowland, the Parish of Crowland in Lincolnshire has an area within it called Gogguslands. Coggeshall has been called Sunnydon, referenced in 1224 as an alias for the town.
Coggeshall dates back at least to an early Saxon settlement.
There is evidence of a Roman villa or settlement before then and the town lies on Stane Street, which may have been built on a much earlier track.
Roman coins dating from 31 BC to AD 395 have been found in the area and Coggeshall has been considered the site of a Roman station mentioned in the Itineraries of Antoninus.
Coggeshall is situated at a ford of the River Blackwater, part of another path running from the Blackwater Valley to the Colne Valley.
Where these paths crossed a settlement started.
The area around Coggeshall has been settled since the Mesolithic period.
The town’s sign depicts a Cistercian farming sheep at the abbey.
On the other side is a weaver by his loom.
Coggeshall is mentioned in the Domesday Book as Cogheshal.
The Manor of Coggeshall was owned by a Saxon freeman named Cogga, and at the time of its entry there was "a mill; about 60 men with ploughs and horses, oxen and sheep; woodland with swine and a swineherd, four stocks of bees and one priest". William the Conqueror gave the Manor to Eustace, the Count of Boulogne.
The modern history of Coggeshall begins around 1140 when King Stephen and his queen Matilda, founded a large Savigniac abbey with 12 monks from Savigy in France, the last to be established before the order was absorbed by the Cistercians in 1147.
Matilda visited the Abbey for the last time in 1151 and asked for the Abbot’s ble
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