Waterbeach, the Bridge Hotel, Clayhithe c1960
Waterbeach, the Bridge Hotel, Clayhithe c1960 Ref: w509019
Mounted, Framed, on Canvas or just the Print. Prices range from £19 to £188.
More Gifts
Create a Jigsaw, Calendar or a Multi-Photo Print using this photo. Learn more
Memories of Waterbeach, the Bridge Hotel, Clayhithe
Be the first to add a memory of Waterbeach, the Bridge Hotel, Clayhithe
Waterbeach & local memories
Read and share memories of Waterbeach and Cambridgeshire inspired by Frith photos
I am assured that my memory is not playing tricks on me when I recall elephants living in the large garden close to Dr Pritchard's old surgery. The nuns at the convent off the A 10 road used to terrify my sister and I. They were all partially visible behind a decorative gridded screen to the side of their chapel, black-clad and mumbling.
The parcel people would pass through Waterbeach regularly. A woman who turned naked cartwheels through The Fen was a popular sight.
Shared on 10 February 2009
I lived in the cottage next to the Chapel, and played with Wendy, we used to cycle to Upware and Wicken fen. At one point we would sit on the haystacks after the farmers had finished them. I would go horse riding in the corn cut fields, wonderful thing to do.
One good memory was when it snowed, Mrs Dowdswell used to pour water on the playground so we could all slide on it. Not allowed to do that sort of thing for the children today, Health & safety and all that! The village used to have a few shops, which sold more or less anything you wanted, and two pubs. We had lots of places to play, cadnam, down the fen, up heath road. It was a happy time. Children now adays do not know how to play with each other.
Shared on 12 February 2007
My memories refer to 1960 through to 1963 (I think!).
I was in charge of String Tuition for the Education Department with our HQ in the Guildhall and a storage room for instruments in the bowels of the building.
I remember Ludo Stewart who was Music Adviser and David Bass and Sam Grice (both staff teachers with me) and the SMO, Intermediate Orchestra and Youth Orchestra. Pupils - I regret I can recall only two - Janet Ainslie (viola) and Susan (double Bass). They were both pupils at the Girls' Grammar School on Parkers Piece (my memory for names is rapidly going, I fear). I remember Mr Duckering and Mr Budd, Headteachers at Fawcett Junior, both lovely guys. I remember teaching in the toilets at the Girls' Secondary School for two years before the Head realised my predicament - unbelievable!
While teaching in the city I was living in Newmarket and have fond memories of NOMADS - these I've posted on the 'Newmarket' site.
I'm now living in Worthing, West Sussex so anyone out there who remembers me from the Cambridge days and wants to get in touch - my e mail address is : rayl@waitrose.com
Shared on 05 June 2009
Cambridge, Petty Cury 1909
Ref: 61469
my g.g.g. grandparents the Nixons had a sweet shop at 26 Petty Cury in the 1850s to early 1880s. Anybody ant news or pics?
Shared on 20 January 2008
Cambridge, the Airport 1938
Ref: 88520
I lived at 14 The Homing, Meadowlands, Cambridge which was close to the airport. I was 8 years old in 1955. Often on sunny weekends, my Mum would takes us on a walk over to the airport.
It was a quiet relaxed place in those days. There was no kind of airport security, and you could stroll through the gate and sit down on benches to watch the odd Tiger Moth taxi over to the runway and take off. The pilots would fly over and wave.
I remember watching a Venom jet fighter being started up and all the sudden noise compared to the previous peace and quiet. Occasionally we would walk down by the taxi way, and watch the planes taxiing to the runway apron. Again I remember a jet fighter pilot taxiing down there in a Meteor and waving to us kids. It was so exciting.
I also remember a 3 engined biplane flying out of there. I can still remember what it looked like, but I don't remember its make, (maybe someone else can recall it?) A De Havilland perhaps?
At the other end of the airport, there was a repair/salvage facility. To get to it you had to go down 'The Homing'. Because our house was on the street, often we would see great trailers go by with say a military aircraft's wing on it from a crashed aircraft. It wasn't long after the war, so I guess there were many carcases of planes to be chopped up or salvaged?
I remember my Mum telling me that during the war, my aunt had a man from the RAF lodging with her who cut up crashed planes there. She had to ask for him to be moved somewhere else, as he had a habit of bringing home fingers and at one time a foot in a boot that he had found in various planes. Uech!
Opposite to our house, there was also a field connected to the airport, full of old army lorries. As kids we would slip under the wire and play in these vehicles. I once found a gas mask and took it home to my Mum. She washed it all out for me, so my friends and I could play at soldiers.
Shared on 12 January 2008
