Very Happy Times

A Memory of Huttons Ambo.

I spent the early years of my childhood living in the Station House at Huttons Ambo,my dad was the signalman there. I attended the village school from 1958 - till it closed 1962 (?). Both my parents have unfortunately died in the last 4 years, but I still go back to Huttons Ambo when I get the chance. The memories of the steam engines chugging past my bedroom window, the warmth of the coal fire in the signal cabin and the fishing in the Derwent near the swing bridge are vivid. Everybody wishes at some point they could turn back time, this is where I would go, given the chance, without any hesitation!

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