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Best Place to Live
We moved to Hungerford in 1987 just two months before Michael Ryan shot 14 people. See that white house way down on the left with one window in the top, well I lived in the house just after that. You can't see it very well but it is sited on one of the old mills and is called Mill Hatch. So called because the hatch where the water turned the wheel is still in the back garden. We had trout that lived in the garden and I would fish for them with string and bread but no hooks. They took the bait immediately and I would be able to lift them out of the water before they slipped off the string and fell back into the water. I wonder if they are still there?
Roxtons Doorway
We lived for 9 years a few doors behind where the photographer is standing. The shop with the awning on the right was Roxtons, a very trendy 'hunting shooting and fishing' shop where you had to be landed gentry to get in the door. If you were to watch from our upstairs window shortly after closing time, every night, the same guy would stagger up the road and have a pee in Roxtons doorway. With his heavy beard, and the same annorak worn every night in every weather, it was a most disturbing spectacle! I wonder how the paintwork is standing up?
Tracing my Family
Hi can anyone help, I am trying to trace my family tree, the lady I am looking for is Kate Collins, she was a maid in service to a Lord Cutlip/Cudlip?
Looking For Lambourne Relatives ...
Having just visited the Lambourne parish town in June, 2009, we were anxious to connect with any persons with Lambourn surname. Not having found any, we would appreciate any advice for finding the histories of such who lived in or around the region (Berkshire on south to the coast). Our specific line of the clan left from Chievely around 1856 or so to London, then on to St Louis in the USA. They converted to the Mormon religion then settled at Salt Lake City. Son Alfred Edward Lambourne, born in Chievely, learned art in London, became a very accomplished landscape artist in western US. Look him up on internet. We have much more information if any one is interested...
Please contact me regarding any books, magazine articles or persons to contact for finding more of the story from the English side of the 'pond'. Alfred's father William was born in Lambourn, we are told.
Thanks for any assistance.
Jim L (lambj1129@yahoo.com)
My Grandfather Wanted to be A Jockey
Robert Benson, also known as Toby, left his Manchester home in June 1901 and came to Lambourn to be a jockey. He was apprenticed to Captain Ossie Bell at York House, but was sacked for giving racing tips to punters. He had some involvement with the training of the 1928 Derby winner, Felstead, so must have been back with Captain Bell at that time. He never did become a jockey.
In 1911 he lived at Crowle Cottage, which I am hoping still exists, as we are coming to Lambourn this year to have a look round.
He and his first wife Elizabeth Kate Dudley, had 13 children, of whom my mother was number 12.
Combe
I was born and brought up in Combe, born in Slate Cottages, the second one from the end as you go past, my parents also lived in the end one. I spent most of my young life living at Rights Farm, until I got married and left to live in Hungerford
Combe was then a great place to spent your youth, I always said I would like to live there once I was married, but things change, different places from around the world seem better. I fell in love with Tauranga, New Zealand, but Combe is still in my heart, my parents are buried there.
School!
Memory of the hated Catholic school I was sent to, me being one of three Church of England girls, meant I was treated like an outcast! Beautiful house, and grounds, I learnt to ride there, it was my only way to get away from those awful nuns in their long black habits. I loved the horses, all the time I was there you would find me with them, or standing in the passage at night in the dark facing the wall, while the rest of the world slept! Spooky! Oh yes, detention was my second name. Such a shame that wonderful house and grounds belonged to the church, a lot of cruelty went on there, thank God I wasn't sent on to its sister school, New Hall! It went on to become Norland Nannies after that, I would be interested to know what happened to it.
