Little Barford is a tiny village that for all practical purposes has been absorbed by the fast-growing town of St Neots. It is a single-street community that, to my eyes, is badly blighted by being on a 60mph “rat-run” from the A1 to the St Neots Bypass, itself a part of the A47 route to Cambridge. As if that’s not enough, it also has its very own gas-fired power station that although smaller and less obtrusive than its previous coal-powered incarnation is surely one of the ugliest structures ever devised by man. At least cooling towers have a certain serene majesty about them!
I lived in the St Neots area for over twenty-five years, arriving in about 1979 and I still have immediate family living there. Yet it took me until 2016 to visit the church here. Even then it also took me half an hour to find it! The Churches Conservation Trust manage it now and I take my hat off to them for all of their work. If anyone from the CCT is reading this, however, I have to tell them that their directions on their website are abysmal! So if you intend visiting, do read my footnote below.
There are lots of “Littles and Greats” around here: the Paxtons, the Giddings, the Gransdens, the Staughtons all come readily to mind as well, of course, the Barfords. In the case of Barford, the name is believed to derive from “Beorcford” – “Birch Ford” in Old English, later Berkford.