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Historic maps of Ailsworth and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Ailsworth maps
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Ailsworth area books
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Cambridgeshire memories
Seeking
I am seeking any information which related to my late mother Evelyn Joan Laurie. Born in 1922 in Stibbington and attended Stibbington School. My mother lived on Elton Road along with 8 siblings. Any information would be most welcome.
Orton Longueville Grammar School 1959-1961
Orton Longueville Grammar School start was Spring Term of 1959. Officiallly opening 1961 Cllr Blake (I believe). The Head master was Mr Woodcock; a true gentleman and fair. School days were happy on the whole. I had many friends. At one time I could look at the 1957 school grioup taken at Fletton Grammar - from where we all transferred - and could honestly name practically everyone on there! Old Fletton and Orton Longueville 'old'pupils have had a few happy reunions. One thing we all disliked of the area was the strong smell of sugarbeet. UGH!!! n
King Family From Nassington
I have a Maria King married to William Hill, Maria was born in Nassington. Does anyone have any information on the King Family from Nassington?
The Village Shop
I lived in the property behind the cross until the end of '59, there was no window top right at this time. Photograph (ref: H434002) most likely early 1960s.
Peterborough Grammar School For Girls
Does anyone have photographs of the Grammar School on Cobden Avenue? I was there for a couple of years before I moved away with my family and have vivid memories of the main school buildings and the three storey house on the corner where we also studied. On the way up the hill to school there was a coalyard wher they kept the massive black horses used to pull the coal carts - am I really old enough to recall horse-drawn coal deliveries? Actually, our milk was also delivered using a horse and cart. I remember too the shop where we had to go to buy the school uniform - it had a complicated pulley system to send the money to the accounts department. And what a uniform! Dark brown winter coats, yellow over-macs, striped summer dresses and straw boaters - those were the days!
Fenland Farming Around Peterborough
On reading the book 'PETERBOROUGH A Miscellany' a couple of items are incorrect by my own knowledge and experience. Page 4 : 'Dockey' was a word almost exclusive to fen farmworkers, it was the break taken at 1000 to 1030 hrs, it generally consisted of a 'thumb bit' this was a chunk of bread with a hole made in it to contain butter, meat or cheese which was eaten with a sharp knife (lambsfoot make preferred), the piece of bread taken out to make the hole was used as a thumb bit to keep the part to be eaten clean. There were no facilities for hand washing other than the dykes. The work hours on fen farms in those days was 0700 start, 1000 to 1030 dockey, 1300 to 1310 'onesies', this was ten minutes to finish off your flask of tea, or more often the bottle of cold sweet tea that many preferred. Finish at 1615 Mon to Thur, and 1600 on a Friday, a 47 hour week, for which a... Read more
Mr Alcock
I'm searching web for information about George Alcock MBE who was my teacher in Fletton Primary and mixed School on the High Street bridge. Unfortunately both Mr Alcock and the school have long gone, but my memories of that great man will always be with me.
Because of him I passed my 11+ and went on to the grammar school down the road.
I'm hoping other pupils will remember the times we walked with him around the knotholes and were invited to farcet to share starry nights with him and his wife, often in the bitter cold. They were magical times - seeing the stars through the telescopes and being given hot drinks as we watched the planets.
