Memories of Cherry Hinton

34 Fulbourn Road

Hi John Moore, I am very interested in what you remember. I was born at number 34 in 1941 and lived with my nana Ethel and grandad, mother Rita and sister Rita, there was also a boy from London, Douglas Kitson, he lived with Nana until he got married in 1957 but died in 1983 aged 47. My mother Rita died AUG. 26th 2009 aged 93 years, my father Phil. in 1997 aged 79.
I live in Nottingham now (since 1964) but would love to meet you and go over things about what we remember. My e.mail is:  ronclarke1@talktalk.net kind Regards,
Ron Clarke

Evacuee from London

I was interested to read the article by Ron Clarke (1950s football team). I lived at 34 Fulbourne Road with Mr and Mrs Clarke in the war. They were looking after their grandson whose father I believe was named Phil and was posted abroad. I have a few memories of Cherry Hinton in the war, some good, some not so good. I had a good time with the Clarke family and they are among my best childhood memories.

Before them I was billeted at 'Mafeking Cottages' and then Cherry Hinton Hall. I was one of 9 children and never saw my mother till the war ended. I left 34 Fulbourne Road in 1945 to return to a very poor family. I would love to hear if Ron was that grandchild. I am 75.

THE VILLAGE FOOTBALL TEAM OF THE 1950s

I remember in the 1950s when Cherry Hinton had the best village football team in Cambridgeshire, and around the 1950s when Cherry Hinton was a village, sadly no more. Farms up the High Street. Smiths bakers in Fulbourn Road. A piano playing all the old songs on a Saturday night in the Robin Hood.
I remember the sheep being brought from Fulbourn Road down the High Street to Chalks Farm. Old Ken Baker riding side-saddle on the big Shire horse, chewing a bit of straw, delivering muck for the allotments behind Fulbourn Road. Those were the days. Walking to school from Fulbourn Road down what was classed as Long Walker (a path which ran from Fulbourn Road to Fishers Lane) before the council estate was built. And the other footpath which ran from between Fulbourn Road and the old Dutch barn over the hill to the beech woods. No longer there (but could be if the locals had it opened up). I remember Mr Olie Chapman, 56 Fulbourn Road. He used to cut my hair for sixpence on a Sunday morning, if I did not keep still he would clip my ear. Oh those memories. Catching rats and rabbits when they done the harvest, the foreman from Chalks Farm, Mr Dawson, could not catch us. I remember Bill Chapman who I owe so much  for what he did for me, and was one of the players along with Peter Dean, Brian Stevens who would be today's £50,000,000 football players who played with pride. I could go on and on. Always dreaming but the times have gone, two other men I must mention are Douglas Kitson, who was like a brother to me, sadly no longer with us, and Bill Taylor from the High Street who also I owe so much to. I was born in Fulbourn Road, no 34. Nickname NOBBY. CHERRY HINTON, THANKS FOR THE MEMORIES.