Council matters make March officially known as Capital of the Fens
RICKE Williams in his remarks about the Capital of the Fens (letters last week) omits an important point. The County Hall (Fenland Hall, March) stands off County road and Fenland District Councillors meet there to discuss practically every aspect relating
RICKE Williams in his remarks about the Capital of the Fens (letters last week) omits an important point.
The County Hall (Fenland Hall, March) stands off County road and Fenland District Councillors meet there to discuss practically every aspect relating to the entire Fenland District.
From the County Council's and Fenland District Council's inception March has always been officially recognised as the county town. That says something.
On another point, I was delighted to see the picture of Murrow Station showing my grandfather, Frederick Bevis, standing near the entrance of the signal box.
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It always amazed me that a registered blind man could work the box with numerous levers and bells and buttons, relying entirely on hearing and touch. He worked there for many years without mishap and could not see any of his signals let alone the trains.
He was probably unique.
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Frederick Bevis lived at March for a time and my father's name appears in the old register book of the former North District Infants' School.
Despite his handicap, my grandfather kept an immaculate garden in Mill Lane, Murrow, and 'pet' toads in cold frames. He supplemented their diet with fresh flies.
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