Healthy Roses

MANY years ago, Brook Street featured in The Daily Mirror in the days when the tabloids actually reported things that didn t involve Z-list celebrities falling out of nightclubs. Mr Fisk, who used to live in the Brook House, would drive his cows to the p

MANY years ago, Brook Street featured in The Daily Mirror in the days when the tabloids actually reported things that didn't involve

Z-list celebrities falling out of nightclubs.

Mr Fisk, who used to live in the Brook House, would drive his cows to the pasture at Greenhills after milking. The council saw fit to put 30mph signs up and the cows, being simple creatures, were frightened by them and refused to pass.

Obviously, a number of cows walking along the road left a certain reminder of their passage.

You tended to look where you were going when you cycled down Brook Street!

Times have changed - I can't think of any milking herds in Soham these days, but Brook Street is still a place to keep your eyes peeled if you are on two wheels.

The cows may be a thing of the past, but the road still sees its fair share of horses walking up and down. Horses leave reminders of their passing, too.

I don't grow roses, myself, but the calling cards of our equine friends are good for roses, I'm told.

So the gardeners are happy, the riders are happy - they've got somewhere to ride - and the motorists who either stop or pass the horses slowly would be happy if the riders could just bring themselves to acknowledge them with a smile or a wave once in a while.

At least Mr. Fisk's cows would give you a "moo" as they passed.