The Francis Frith Collection.
You are here:

Cambridge

Cambridge maps

Historic maps of Cambridge and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis.   View all Cambridge maps

Cambridge area books

Displaying 1 of 10 books about Cambridge and the local area.   View all books for this area

Memories of Cambridge

No memories of Cambridge have been shared yet - be the first!
Add your memory of Cambridge or of a photo of Cambridge.

Gloucestershire memories

MUMS HOME VILLAGE

MY MEMORY IS OF MY FIRST VISIT TO ENGLAND TO SEE MY MUMS' HOME VILLAGE.THE YEAR WAS 1967.SHE WAS BORN IN CAM IN 1923. SHE MET MY DAD DURING WW11, AND MARRIED IN HER FATHERS GARDEN .SHE THEN CAME TO THE USA WHERE I WAS BORN.
TODAY SHE IS 85 AND LIVING HERE IN EAST BRUNSWICK,NJ.USA.
CAM IS A LOVELY VILLAGE.I HAVE NOT BEEN BACK FOR YEARS AND NEITHER HAS MUM, BUT I WOULD LOVE TO VISIT AGAIN SOON.
MUMS MAIDEN NAME WAS SMITH.HER DAD WAS FREDERICK"MONTAGU" SMITH. HER MUM WAS KATHLEEN HILL.(OF WHOM I AM NAMED AFTER).
IF ANYONE READING THIS KNOWS OF THE SMITH /HILL FAMILY, FEEL FREE TO EMAIL ME.
SHE USED TO WORK FOR LISTERS.THANKS SO MUCH
KATHLEEN LAYENDECKER

Brush Factory in Cam

I'd like to ask if anyone knows of a brush factory in Cam which must date back about 100 years or more. I have a clothes brush which is in perfect condition and bears the title "WORKMAN Bros. Ltd. Cam. Glos." This brush was in my grandmother's possession and I have an idea that she was somehow connected or related to the maker. As I am now 83 years old, the brush is probably 100 years old or more. Can anyone kindly shed some light on who Workman Bros. were? Thanks. Dick Best. Fiji. S. Pacific

Middle Street.

Myself and 2 brothers and 2 sisters lived in Middle Street for over 10 years. I think we moved away in 1969. I have wonderful memories. Hot summers, cold winters. Our house back then was Bourne Cottage. We had neighbours called Mr amd Mrs Cole, they were ancient but lovely. They had a dog that was old too and smelt so bad. Another person I can remember was an old man, partly sighted. His name was Mr Miles, our parents taught us to look out for him. We always said "Hello". There was also a family who lived up the road from us. I remember the daughter, her name was Margaret Coole. Some days the smell of cow dung in the village was overpowering, but somehow reassuring too. On some quiet nights we could here a distant train. It was the most beautiful place to live as a youngster. I'm sure looking back myself and my siblings were a sorry sight, but I'm sure our laughter still echoes around... Read more

I Break my Arm

Soon after the end of WW2, we stayed in Frampton on Severn, at the home of my Uncle Percy and his wife Mary.
My Uncle Percy worked on an Estate, possibly Frampton Court.
With some of the local lads we liked to visit, what they called "the Hock" where we walked along the edge of the River Severn when the river level was low.
During that holiday I fell and broke my arm (probably while trespassing in the grounds of Frampton Court) and had to be taken to hospital in Gloucester.
Ken Cook

Dursley C of E School

The Church c1955
Enlarge photo |  More about this photo

I, along with many schoolchildren who attended Dursley Church of England school in 1955 entered the St. James churchyard through these gates on the way to school five days a week. My memories of the churchyard are of the rose trees that were on the grounds and the sheer beauty of the place on a spring and summer day, but the memories that give me the utmost pleasure when I think of this little spot have to do with the school Christmas party. After leaving the party with the sixpence from the pudding tucked in my pocket, and feeling quite giddy from spending time in such a festive atmosphere with all my friends, it was a peaceful and lovely walk through the churchyard in the dark with snow (sometimes) covering everything except the walk. The shrubs planted near the gates had berries on them that we would drop and jump on just to see them squash on the ground and the whole town seemed to be in... Read more

A Gun Licence

The Post Office c1950
Enlarge photo |  More about this photo

While staying with my Uncle and Aunt in Uley during the school holidays, I bought an air-pistol.
To be on the safe side I bought a Gun Licence from the Post Office in Dursley.
Ken Cook

Boots The Chemist

Silver Street c1947
Enlarge photo |  More about this photo

While on holiday, one of my pals, bought some laxative chewing gum from Boots. Having placed pieces of this gum into a 'Wrigleys' wrapper, my pal gave a piece to a young boy he knew in Dursley and another piece to a man from Uley, that he also knew. We thought that this was a good trick to play, but of course we were afraid to subsequently enquire if there had been any effect! Happy days!

© Copyright 1998-2012 Frith Content Inc. All rights reserved.