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Capel-Le-Ferne maps
Historic maps of Capel-Le-Ferne and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Capel-Le-Ferne maps
Capel-Le-Ferne photos
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Capel-Le-Ferne area books
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Kent memories
Grandfather
My paternal grandfather was born in West Hougham in 1864. His name was Harry Brigham Barton. His father was a wheelwright and lived it West Hougham. His name was Thomas Skinner Barton.
Hawkinge, my Birthplace
I was born at Corner House, at the bottom of Aerodrome Rd, Hawkinge on 31st August 1936. My parents were the local newsagents in Canterbury Rd, backing onto the famous airfield. I have vivid childhood memories of the war years and especially the Battle of Britain, the year I was 4. The photographs and nostalgic comments from your contributors 'ring bells' for me; as a teenager I often travelled by cycle in the summer months via Caesar's Camp hill to Harvey Grammar School, Cheriton Rd, Folkestone so I remember Holy Well area and the countryside fringing Folkestone where the Channel Tunnel Terminal is now, very well ! I sometimes cycled delivering newspapers during the summer holidays in the area 'behind' the airfield....Gibralter, Arpinge and so on, so the views from the top of the Down over Folkestone with the Channel and France beyond (on a clear day!!!) and over towards Romney Marsh in the other direction are still a vivid memory. My wife and I now live in Alston... Read more
I Think This is me And my Dog
I think this is a photo of me (note groovy sunglasses) walking my dog Zoe. I used to walk her along by the sea from Folkestone through Sandgate to Seabrook (in high heels!). I think it was about 1962-64 and I remember the coat, which was Kingfisher Blue.
The Year I Left For Australia.
So much has changed here, it was Newington farmland. I know it is good to get across to France but it has spoilt the countryside.
The Holy Well
In 1977 I was ten years old and the "holy well" as it was known to me was a playground, an escape and a place to watch life in Folkestone happen before my eyes. The channel tunnel consigned all this to memory. I would walk from my house in Cheriton during the long summer break from school.
Breaking Through The Channel Tunnel
I cannot remember the date, but my husband's cousin was the first man to break through to France when building the channel tunnel.
My husband's family have lived and worked in Folkestone all their lives and were connected to a large trawler fleet. One of his ancestors has a plaque in one of the churches as a memorial to him.
Dad in Law Loved This Place
All my father in law spoke about was his love for Folkestone harbour. He worked for Sea Link almost up until it closed down, both he and my husband spent time docking and loading the ferries that came and went from the harbour. In the 60s, 70s and 80s Folkestone harbour was the busiest place, but the advent of the channel tunnel changed all of that, and now Folkestone is not the place it once was. Sadly my father in law died soon after the harbour closed.
