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Ramsey, High Street c1955
Ramsey, High Street c1955 Ref: R359017
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 Ramsey, the Abbey c1955 (ref: R359011) |
Year: 1951
Going To School In The Abbey
I was lucky enough to pass the 11+ and attend the Ramsey Abbey Grammar School, What a picturesque place to be educated, although 11 year old children did not necessarily appreciate it. Going into the main building always seemed to make one stand up straighter and keep voices quieter (oh for such an atmosphere in modern schools!!). All teachers wore their black gowns and on speech days and other special days most wore their graduation gowns, often trimmed with fur. Posted: 06/08/2008 12:18 by Frances Marshallsay |
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Year: 1930s
Evacuation To Abbots Ripton 1939 A memory of Abbots Ripton, Cambridgeshire My father, Gerald Blockley, originally from Derby, had just completed a degree in History from Unversity College, London and was appointed to teach at Bruce Grove School in Tottenham in 1939. He was evacuated with a lot of the children to Abbots Ripton in the autumn of 1939. He managed to find lodgings for all the children but none for himself, so the owner of the Manor House took pity on him and took him in to stay with him. It was a particularly bad winter with a lot of snow and they all used to meet up at the village pub. He had very happy memories of his time there. He volunteered to join the army from there. Posted: 08/08/2008 12:14 by Vivienne Charrett |
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David And Julie Smith Lived In Abbots Ripton 1987-1999. A memory of Abbots Ripton, Cambridgeshire walky talkys enabling the posse to catch him hidding in a storm drain very wet and cold and very frightend. Hopefully this ended his career as a burgler David Smith Posted: 05/12/2007 09:26 by David Smith |
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 Somersham, High Street c1965 (ref: S672028) |
Year: 1940s
Growing Up In Somersham A memory of Somersham, Cambridgeshire I was born in Somersham in 1940, in my grandmother's house, which was 1 West End. My own house was known then as 6 Trinity Terrace, since changed to 90 High Street. Until the mid 1950s a lot of the houses were quite primitive, no indoor sanitation, the Terrace had a pump for the 6 houses. The only heating was a fire in the living room, the bedrooms were always freezing. My memories are of a friendly village although as youngsters, our only plan was to get out. I started infant school in what is now the library, and the junior school was closer to 'The Cross'. Life, in retrospect, was simple and fun, we, as children, could be absent from home all day and no one would worry, knowing that we would turn up when hungry. I do not get back to the village much now, having no immediate family left there. Last edited: 24/06/2008 09:30 by Frances Marshallsay |
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Holiday Visits A memory of Somersham, Cambridgeshire In the early to mid 1950s I spent holiday time in Somersham - it was fascinating for a child from London, especially the little ditches and the wildflowers. I stayed with "auntie" (Emma Goodchild), a relative of some kind through my maternal grandmother's family (surnames Duller and Dellow). Auntie lived in the last house in Somersham High Street, it was amazing - no electricity and a pump for water in the kitchen (I especially liked taking a candle to bed). Not so pleasant were the sanitary arrangements. The name of the butcher also interested me and of course as a small child the sweet shop was a favourite. In my memories the sun always shone and visiting auntie Gwen and auntie Joan was also special as they had children around my own age. I think there was a playground somewhere. I remember too listening to older relatives talking about the Drove House, a pub run by my grandfather's sister (Emma) and earlier by her father. These were good times and one day I hope to get the chance to revisit Somersham and any relatives who may still be there. Last edited: 05/09/2007 09:59 by Jacqueline Peachey |
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