Swaffham Bulbeck
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Swaffham Bulbeck books (9 available)
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Playing in the corn fields
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 ...read more here
A memory of Swaffham Prior contributed by Mary Whiting
My first experience of England
When my family arrived in England from the US we went straight to our home which was located in Burwell. While my parents went to buy groceries for the kids we were able to start meeting our new playmates in the area. This was my first expereince with the difference in our english language. To this day I still get a laugh remembering when a young girl was leaving she said "Cheerio" and I thought to my self why is she talking about a cereal.
A memory of Burwell contributed by Sandy barnett
sweet shop
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?
A memory of Cambridge contributed by sylvia finch
Marshall's Airport
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 ...read more here
A memory of Cambridge contributed by Chris Birkbeck
Extracts From Swaffham Bulbeck & Cambridgeshire books
Swaffham Bulbeck’s vicar for much of the 19th century was Leonard Blomefield, alias Jenyns. He was a close friend of Charles Darwin, and they both used to go on nature rambles together. It was Jenyns, in fact, who gave up his place on the Beagle to allow Darwin to go instead.
An extract from from"Cambridgeshire Photographic Memories".
This mill at Commercial End with its attached buildings started to decay in the 1930s, and by 1955 the last barge was sunk in the old fishpond. The water channels were filled in by the 1970s. One granary was converted to offices in the 1980s, and the remainder is being used as a pottery.
An extract from from"Cambridgeshire Living Memories".
This imposing late 18th-century farmhouse, incorporating some earlier building, was listed Grade II in December 1951. This picture shows the replacement 20th-century windows, which nowadays would not be permitted in such a delightful period building.
An extract from from"Cambridgeshire Living Memories".
The cyclists here obviously felt sufficiently safe not to worry too much about hugging the kerb and avoiding brushes with the traffic. The practice of parking a bicycle by leaning it on one pedal against the kerb is rarely seen these days.
An extract from from"Cambridge Photographic Memories".
With their knee-length breeches and caps, the word that comes to mind is ‘urchins’. More to the point, one wonders just what it was they were conspiring about when the photographer set up to take this photograph!
An extract from from"Cambridge Photographic Memories".




