St Neots, Brearley's Landing Stage c.1955
Photo ref: S37022
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Photo ref: S37022
Photo of St Neots, Brearley's Landing Stage c.1955

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Brierley`s hired out rowing boats, canoes and punts from their landing stage at the corner of the Ouse and Hen Brook. Their garden and tea-rooms were a popular meeting place for the young people of the town and for visitors. In 1895, St Neots announced the opening of its spa of refreshing and invigorating water emanating from a spring by the Paper Mill. `Neotia`, as the red-coloured water was called, was so foul-tasting that very few people bought it, and the venture failed. Mr Brierley, however, made a small fortune on the spa`s first day by providing, at a modest charge, suitably decorated river craft to form a procession along the River Ouse.

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A Selection of Memories from St Neots

For many years now, we've been inviting visitors to our website to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was, prompted by the photographs in our archive. Here are some from St Neots

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Does anyone remember Harold Wyatt and his son young Harold with the scrap yard behind rycroft builders yard.
Me and my family lived here, my parents ran the local taxi service, called Jackson's Taxis, 23 Huntingdon St,nearby was Bartletts the butcher, and Miss Skipper had a real old fashioned sweet shop in East St, I have plenty of happy memories growing up in St Neots. It is really nice to view all the old photos.
I was then Sandra Niven so remember very well Hazel Tomlins Fiona Patterson and Tokumba Audifferen. Mrs Hutton was the Head and her son Graham ran the office he had a stand offish wife and a quiet son that was terrifieď of us girls 👧 🙄
My sister and I were boarders at Cedar House School,St Neots in 1968 before it merged with Morcott Hall School in Rutland. Fitzy moved with us to Morcott Hall. My father left the Army and we eventually settled in Wakefield, West Yorkshire. Amazingly my Mum met Fitzy at her local Church Mothers Union when she was talking about her travels as an Army wife and her daughters attending Boarding School!!!