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Historic maps of Carlton and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Carlton maps
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Dullingham| Streetly End| Balsham| Horseheath| Haverhill| Newmarket| Linton| Bottisham| Swaffham Bulbeck
Carlton area books
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First Day
We moved excitedly from London in my dads old Austin 7 to a country village we had never heard haverhill. we couldnt even pronounce it as we found out it still is unpronounceable by many. Arrived at our new house 118 Burton End. a four bedroom HOUSE (not a flat) which is all we had been used to. we had never seen stairs inside a house before and also a front door and a back door which we ran round and round until mum told us to settle down or someone will get hurt and they did., my sister banged her head on a downstairs window, that one of my other sister's had opened up while saying this one opens outwards yippie. It was the best day of my life so far. Sitting outside the old Standard pub which was in Burton end drinking our cherryade and eating smiths crisps with the bag of salt inside and we was served by Mr and Mrs Mc. Cleane. Happy times!... Read more
First Day at School
The only school in Haverhill was The Cangle. The new secondary modern, now known as Castle Manor, had not yet been finished. We arrived at school very bewildered being the first of the Londoners and feeling like aliens. I made a new friend in the short while I had been in Haverhill. His name was Michael Geagon, I didn't know at the time but his family was Irish, not that that meant anything. I was shown to my classroom and it turned out to be the same classroom as my older sister, they had got it wrong, I found out later that day. That upset me because now I was really on my own. First day in the playground Michael had told everybody I was from London and that I could beat anybody up, that was news to me, so he started picking fights with the locals for me to hit them. I had never hit anybody in my short life so far but I did just the once. I... Read more
The School
I remember the old school there, it was also my youth club. I was a foster child who lived at 8 Mill Road. I was fostered by a lady named Julie Abrahams who I called 'Nana', she ended up having a stroke and I was sent to the next village called Gazeley, but I had many good friends in Ashley who I wish I could contact again but I don't know where they all went, if anyone remembers me I was Irene Talbot then. Or if anyone remember Mrs Abrahams I would like to hear from them. Please contact me by email: dovewhite@live.co.uk It would be much appreciated.
The Parton Family
Hi, I lived in Mill Road, Ashley and I remember the Partons, the lady was a very good cook, I always remember her banana slices, yummy, also her kindness to everyone. I wonder where they are now.
Big Toe Stuck in The Drain...lol
I remember this paddling pool so well, when I was about 8 years old I would be there with my nana {in fact in looks like me in the pic}. She would sit on the bench in the pic and eat her rich tea biscuits. I begged her to let me swim every time we were there, I would mostly paddle though. One day the pool was empty and I was playing around the drain and I got my big toe stuck in it, I was really scared and started to cry, then to my horror the pool started to fill up, I was sure that I was going to drown. I remember screaming so loud, the man that tended the park came over and shut the water off ...' Whew'. Such wonderful memories though. In 1970 I was married in St Mary's Church and now live in the USA.
What I would do to go back to those day, there were swings on the other side of the pool... Read more
The Traffic Light Box in The Clocktower Roundabout
I was a policeman in Newmarket from 1962 -1970 and well remember having to stand in the glass tower in the middle of the roundabout controlling the traffic using the part-time traffic lights on each of the 5 entrances to the roundabout. This caper was mainly carried out on Summer weekends when the traffic coming back from the coast would be particularly heavy coming down the Bury Road and up the High Street. On really hot days, we would bake in the little tower and nobody carried bottles of water around then like they do now. I tend to remember that the older PC's would leave us youngsters doing the job for what seemed like forever. Happy days
Shopping in Newmarket on Saturday
SATURDAY MARKET DAY IN NEWMARKET, exactly how I remember it as a 5 year old.
On the left next to the Rutland Arms in the center left of the picture was a small street called Palace Street. My father was born here in Nell Gwynn's Cottage. It was reputed to have a secret passage to the Palace for Nell Gwynn, the King's mistress, to use.
The back yard of Hobbs Plumbing Supplies was at the end of Palace Street; my father, Arthur Dean worked there for years with his mate Peter Luka. Arthur was well known by the lords and ladies for fixing the lead pipe problems in the old stately homes. He often mentioned how Lord Wolverton had the maid bring him a cup of tea and then would hover around watching him work. Before Hobbs, Arthur worked at Gilberts in High Street for 25 years. He was apprenticed there when he was 15 years old and when they closed in the 1960's, he walked across... Read more
