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Upper Cambourne maps
Historic maps of Upper Cambourne and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Upper Cambourne maps
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Bourn| Madingley| Hilton| Swavesey| Fenstanton| Gamlingay
Upper Cambourne area books
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Growing up in Graveley.
I'm the youngest daughter of Lou and Vera Crook. Graveley, a great place to grow up. We knew everybody, and would lie in bed and count the people who lived there. I hope it will always maintain its British charm and the pub. Attending school with Mrs. Barton, such wonderful memories.
In The Footsteps of Dead Poets.
Just out of Trumpington, on the road to Grantchester, was the entrance to an area known as Byron’s Pool, named after Lord Byron who apparently frequented the area whilst at Cambridge University. Probably hoping to find somewhere discrete to make his next sexual conquest from what I’ve read about him since. Once through the clapper gate you made your way through an area of rough woodland that was criss-crossed with footpaths; some major and well trod; others less so with the occasional hazard of stinging nettle or bramble. If you made your way to the river, then walked upstream on the adjacent path, your ears would guide you to the weir, where between the ages of eleven and thirteen, I used to indulge in probably the most foolhardy stunt of my entire life.
The weir was basically a submerged concrete dam, in those days only about ten inches in section at the top, and which spanned most of the entire width of the river;... Read more
Florence Pansy Muggleton
Florence Pansy Muggleton born in Grantchester 1920 can trace her family back to her great, great grandparents Joseph Muggleton and Mary Ann Boutle who married at Grantchester church on 17th January 1822. Flo has many memories over the years of the village. She moved from the village in 1945 but still kept in contact via her family. If anyone has any queries about the village pre 1942 she will try and help you and can be contacted via her daughter Gill Casper at gillian.casper@ntlworld.com.
Grantchester School 1953-1955
Grantchester School 1953-1955: Mrs Alice Freeman was the Headmistress, in charge of the Juniors, whilst Miss Chatterton took the Infants class.
We had regular visits from a lady from the British Red Cross who taught us how to dress any wound, anywhere on the body, with nothing more than a triangular bandage. A kind of applied Origami - in linen!
We also used to visit an archaeologist in the village and admire his collection of flint artifacts.
I still have a photo of a 1954 school visit to Hatfield House (via the Roman Verulanium at St. Albans) which I hope to download to this site sometime.
I was actually a Trumpington lad, but was transferred to Grantchester School to avoid the bullying I was going through at Fawcett School, but it was a case of "Out of the frying pan - and into the fire!" because although Grantchester was an excellent school academically, I suffered two years of lunch-time torture there, as you had to eat up ALL your school... Read more
I Lived in Needingworth
I lived in Needingworth from 1977 to 1981, to get to the Ferry Boat Inn was within walking distance. We would sit on the grass near to the river and have our drinks on a warm summer day. If I remember correctly, this was one of the oldest pubs in the country and it was haunted. The outside of the building looks the same as I remember it, it had low ceilings and dark oak beams and a good atmosphere. The walk to it was down a two way road not that busy but the Ferry Boat always seemed crowded when we went. It was a mooring place for the boats on the river so it also picked up their trade.
Christening
My daughter was Christened in the Parish Church in Holywell in 1981.
Living in Church End
I lived at number 14 for about 11 years and I miss it greatly. My parents moved from Cambridge and I was born at Mill Road in 1968. I remember long summers and playing in the fields just outside the village boundary. Neighbours were Joy and Andrew, Olive and Ray and across the road in the farm opposite was Ricky the Alsation dog. My mother had MS and my parents seperated in about 1978 when my Grandparents bought the cottage to look after my mum. They missed Anglesey too much and in 1979 we left. I still miss the place greatly and try and return for a look around every couple of years. I was in the local cub pack and after attending primary school went to the Village College briefly. I remember a family garage business called Norman's which I see has long gone and I had a friend called Edwin Bristow who lived in the big house near the church. The bakers shop has gone I see but... Read more
