Trumpington in old picture postcards

Trumpington in old picture postcards

Auteur
:   Shirley Brown
Gemeente
:  
Provincie
:   Cambridgeshire
Land
:   United Kingdom
ISBN13
:   978-90-288-3350-0
Pagina's
:   80
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INTRODUCTION

Researching the fifty years covered by this book has given me immense pleasure. I have learnt a lot about my adopted village and met many interesting people. Thanks are due to so many that I hardly know where to start.

1 began my research at the Cam bridge Collection in Lion Yard Library and have received unstinting help and support from Mr. Mike Petty and his staff. Without their expert guidance I would never have begun this task and without their encouragement I fear I would have fallen by the wayside.

There has been more written about Trumpington than I imagined and I was able to read a lot ab out its past. I found all the histories interesting but one booklet by Walter Dring was so evocative I felt I had actually watched a cricket match with hirn and wandered over to Noble's Shop afterwards. I read this litt1e book over and over again and I have tried to capture the same spirit in my own book. I am very grateful to the senior citizens of Trumpington who have delved into their photograph albums and their

memories and have patiently explained how things used to beo I am particularly in debt to Mrs. Smith, Mr. and Mrs. King, Mr. Galley, Mr. Newell and Mr. Seekings who have checked facts, verified dates and explained photographs and family trees. Fawcett Junior School Ie nt me the Trumpington Chronicles a fascinating collection of children's essays from 1909 to 1913, and the Reverend Maddox gave me access to the Parish Records. My final problem was solved when Miss Molly Nightingale volunteered to type my jottings, at which point the whole thing began to look quite professional.

Of course, there have been some disappointments odd corners of the village that never attracted a photograph, pictures with no identification and photographs from the wrong era. However, I hope you, the reader, will consider these facts when you judge my final choice of pictures and anecdotes.

One of the pronounced differences bet ween th en and now is in the numbers of trees. I have heard of many fine trees, particularly in gardens that have been

destroyed and unfortunately few were photographed, Sernething else that struck me was the different ways children augmented their pocket money. Enterprising youngsters of seventy years ago could weed the lawns of sorne of the splendid houses on the Trumpington raad, gather up grass cuttings, brush the ice at skating competitions, hold horses' heads at the hunt and beat for the shoot. All activities sounding rather more exciting and certainly more rural than today's paper round.

Identifying the buildings and tracing the people on sorne of the pictures has been as exciting as trying to solve a mystery and I have been thrilled when life stories have unfolded. Same of the people I have heard about have become quite real. When I see the thatched cottage near the 'Coach and Harses' I remember the Lloyd boy who set fire to the thatch with his candle and at the other end of the High Street I alm ast expect to meet the Poulter sisters with their basket of washing. Although lives were harder, there was a great sense of community and plenty of

joyful occasions. Concerts, dan ces, lantem slides are all recalled with great pleasure.

There was na lack of communication in those days, Stories of sickness, visitors, upsets went down the village grapevine in na time and I have aften been told the same story by several different people all these years later.

Strangely, incidents are better remembered than buildings and I have had difficulty fin ding the exact loeation of sorne long demolished houses. I am sure that in spite of going over the material in minute detail there will be some mistakes - some building given the wrong owner or the wrong position in the street. If so, I crave your forgiveness with the excuse that I have only lived in Trumpington for eleven years and this type of research is completely new to me.

I leave you with one mystery I have not been able to unravel. What was 'the uproar' that taak place in Trumpington on November 3rd, 4th and 5th, 1910?

November 1985

Shirley Brown

1. Where Brooklands Avenue meets Trumpington Road was once Trumpington Ford where the water flowed from Nine Wells to the town. A brick bridge was built over the stream and marked the boundary between Trumpington and Cam bridge. Because of this milestone on one corner it was known as Stone Bridge. The Parish extended to the east taking in Hills Road and Long Road until 1912 when, in spite of spirited opposition from the Trumpington Parish Council the boundary was moved to Long Road decreasing the number of dwellings in the village from 304 to 198. To quote from one young student's school essay: On the 31st March a very peculiar thing happened. I went

to bed in Trumpington and when I wake up I was in jf. Cambridge.

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2. If the boundary had been moved earlier, Trumpington could not have laid claim to one of her most famous sons. Henry Fawcett lived on the Trumpington Road and in spite of being blinded in a shooting accident at the age of 25 he was the first Professor of Political Economy at Cam bridge University and eventually Postmaster General. He was responsible for introducing the Parcel Post. He died in 1884 and was buried in Trumpington churchyard, So many people came to pay their last respects that the carriages stretched right back to Cambridge. Henry Fawcett's grave with the stone proclaiming, Speak unto the people that they go forward can still be seen in the churchyard and his name lives on in Trumpington through the Fawcett School built after the Secend World War.

IDiIlage 1baU tor 'U:rlllnpingtoll.

3. At the beginning of this century, Trumpington did not have a village hall and meetings were held in the public houses, school, Free Church or the Mission Hall. The building of a non-sectarian hall needed weighty consideration and the services of a reputable architect, not to mention the inevitabie committee. Canon Pemberton kindly offered a 'valuable and suitable site in the High Street' and a fund was opened for subscriptions. 1t was envisaged that the building would cost between ;(800 and ;(900. Shown here is the plan drawn up by Mr. W.H. Brierly,

4. The Hall was completed and opened in 1908. The final cost was f:922 but this did include fittings and furniture. The incandescent gas lighting was very highly regarded. The Hall was extensively used and in 1924 a billiards/committee room was added. Here we see the Village Hall (or Institute as it was more often called). At fust sight it looks much the same then as now if you mentally remove the enclosing wall. However, there is today a modern addition on the left and rear - the Jubilee Room, opened in 1978. On the right of the Hall stands the already established "Tally Ho'.

Hillh Street, Tl'Umpinllton. ol 5013. (Nobu's Series.)

5. The 'Tally Ho' featured in the previous photograph can just be glimpsed in this picture. It was originally a lath and plaster building with wood en stud work, very square and straight in appearance. Over the years both interior and exterior have had brick skins completely hiding the original stud work and the front has been drastically altered by the addition of bay windows. Until early this century the 'Tally Ho' was a brewery as well as a public house and was a regular stopping place for tramps who would be given 'seconds' of beer. Frorn the 'Tally Ho' to Noble's shop was an assortment of cottages, a few of which have survived to the present time. For many years the village doctor, who then, as now, came from Shelford held a surgery in the house next to the 'Tally Ho'.

6. Trumpington had a thriving and attractive Smithy on the High Street near the junction with Church Lane, complete with the obligatory horse-ehestnut tree! For many years the farming routine was to work the horses from 6.30 a.m. until 2.00 p.m. After feeding and watering, any needing attention would go along to the blacksmith's and there would no doubt be several men and animals from the ether farms in the village and also from Grantchester and Barton. lt was the perfect news agency. Befere rail transport became commonplace, cows as well as horses were shoed for driving to markets many miles distant.

7. This block ran from the smithy to No. 42 High Street. Here Baker Day lived and worked and Mr. Saunders kept the Post Office. At the back of the Post Office was a large hall that had for a short time been used as a chapel. Known as the Mission Hall, it was used for meetings and as an extra school room. It was approached by a passageway from the High Street, Mr. Day knocked down the three cottages next to bis shop and built bimself a new shop (which was later taken over by the Co-operative Society). Mr. Laurie moved into Mr. Day's old shop wbich became a greengrocer's, On 1st January 1909 the Post Office paid out the first old age pensions - 5s.0d. per week to people aged 70 and over.

8. Probably the best remembered trader - Mr. Day, the baker. Alas, his horse and cart are no longer seen. Behind his shop Mr. Day had stables and would give a halfpenny-worth of sweets in exchange for grass cuttings. Even as late as 1930 there would be plenty of grass to be cut. Although not a butcher, Mr. Day would kill the occasional pig and word soon got around that he had pork to sell. Mr. Day rewarded his faithful customers with a packet of tea and a cake at Christmas.

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