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Historic maps of Cambourne and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Cambourne maps
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Cambourne area books
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Growing up in Graveley.
I'm the youngest daughter of Lou and Vera Crook. Graveley, a great place to grow up. We knew everybody, and would lie in bed and count the people who lived there. I hope it will always maintain its British charm and the pub. Attending school with Mrs. Barton, such wonderful memories.
My Parents Lived There
My sister and her husband Mr. & Mrs. E. Parkinson built a bungalow and shop on the corner of the main street and Pound Road. They kept it for many years and during that period my Mother and Father moved there and lived in Pound Road for a number of years before returning to Wales. My wife and I visited a number of times and we sometimes went out on the river in the punts that were moored at the Boat House. There was a small restaraunt in the Boat House. A very nice village on the side of the Ely river. We often walked to the adjacent village of Hemmingford Abbots, Houghton Mill and into Ely town. The Church is right adjacent to the river and during the times we visited there the Vicar had a steam propelled launch tied up alongside the Church. All so great to remember.
Victoria Terrace
I found out that my great great grandparents (Elizabeth and Henry Ablett) and family lived at 11 Victoria Terrace, Hemingford Grey duriing the 1851 census. His occupation was a shoemaker. We visited there from Canada in May of this year and the house is still standing. It was so strange to think that my ancestors lived in this little house 260 years ago! I looked around the back of the row houses and saw that many of them had been extended, but their house looked original in size. There was also a Players cigarette sign on the wall, which gave me goosebumps as my father smoked Players Plain here in Canada. Took lots of photos.
Sharon.
I Lived in Needingworth
I lived in Needingworth from 1977 to 1981, to get to the Ferry Boat Inn was within walking distance. We would sit on the grass near to the river and have our drinks on a warm summer day. If I remember correctly, this was one of the oldest pubs in the country and it was haunted. The outside of the building looks the same as I remember it, it had low ceilings and dark oak beams and a good atmosphere. The walk to it was down a two way road not that busy but the Ferry Boat always seemed crowded when we went. It was a mooring place for the boats on the river so it also picked up their trade.
Christening
My daughter was Christened in the Parish Church in Holywell in 1981.
Living in Church End
I lived at number 14 for about 11 years and I miss it greatly. My parents moved from Cambridge and I was born at Mill Road in 1968. I remember long summers and playing in the fields just outside the village boundary. Neighbours were Joy and Andrew, Olive and Ray and across the road in the farm opposite was Ricky the Alsation dog. My mother had MS and my parents seperated in about 1978 when my Grandparents bought the cottage to look after my mum. They missed Anglesey too much and in 1979 we left. I still miss the place greatly and try and return for a look around every couple of years. I was in the local cub pack and after attending primary school went to the Village College briefly. I remember a family garage business called Norman's which I see has long gone and I had a friend called Edwin Bristow who lived in the big house near the church. The bakers shop has gone I see but... Read more
The War Years
I lived in a cottage in Long Lane, beyond Church End as a child during the war. I have vivid memories of my life here. The snowy winter of 1943 when the snow reached up to the cottage windows. We had no neighbours except Dick and May Norman, who lived next door. I remember "Uncle Dick", as I called him, digging a path from our door to the well - for the only source of water then was the well, and wonderfully fresh it tasted too.
I went to the village school, the head teacher when I started was a Mr. Acker (spelling) and later Mr. Robinson came. I was in Miss (Mrs?) Arnold's class. At that time the school had children up to the age of 14, and I clearly remember my first day there and being picked up by one of the "big" girls and cuddled and carried round the playground. I used to walk from the house in... Read more
