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RAF Wyton.
I lived on the RAF Base with my then husband after we married in 1974. I got a bus to work in Huntingdon that stopped just outside of the main gate. If I missed the bus I was very late for work. We stayed there until 1977 until we bought a home in Needingworth. I enjoyed doing the 'march out' on the home as we painted all of the walls to pass the inspection. Jill and David Hertzog lived across from us and gave great parties until the early hours of the morning. My then husband liked going to the "pigs bar" with his work mates and USAF Alconbury for even later drinking hours. It was a fun place to be back then.
My Childhood Home
My father was in the USAF and at the age of 7 I was living in Hemingford Abbotts and stayed there for 3 years. I enjoyed the three years there. We lived in a bungaloo and in back of the bungaloo was a trailer park. We went to the base school which was the pathfinder in Alconbury. I would love to see the village again as to the changes or things that have remained the same.
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.
The Rendevous Cafe
The year this picture was taken I lived in a flat above the Rendevous Cafe in the building directly behind the statue. Owned by Pat and John Harvey, this was home to a newly arrived American family, and this town has lived in the hearts of my sister and me ever since. I love to return whenever I can and am happy to feel right at home again each time!
Grocer Of Bridge Street
My 3 x great-grandfather William Lightfoot was born in 1809 in Roxton, Bedfordshire. He was a grocer. His wife was Mary Jane Lightfoot (nee Clarke). They had 5 children, 3 of whom worked in the shop. The youngest son James (1846) was born in St Ives, he and his brother John Scott Lightfoot were painters. The family moved between 1861 and 1871 to Merryland, St Ives.
I am a descendant of William and Mary's eldest son William (1841) who became a grocer and tea dealer in Northampton.
Tractors
Monday market, being taken there by my Mum to do the shopping and then being indulged by the generous salesmen from Standens agricultural engineers and allowed to sit up in the (then) enormous cab and glory in watching our market hub-bub flowing past whilst imagining myself ploughing some vast Fen field. ( Genetics? My eldest son is now an agricultural equipment engineer and has always loved being around the machines.)
