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Grandma's House
I grew up in and around London as a young girl. When my parents divorced it was the hardest thing for me to get over. But I had the best nan in the world who lived in 6 Acre Cottages. This house and the surrounding area was a haven for any child. She worked in the school and used to work at the big house on the hill, when I stayed with my gran, it was lovely to go the big house to see Mrs Lemet. She was so friendly and so were her children. I remember walking down the path to the village in the summer and was enthralled at the wildlife within the area. The path started just opposite the school and carried on to the village, where my nan would take me to the shops to buy the daily things we needed and of course the sweets that I needed for the day. My grandad had an old old farm building at the bottom of the garden... Read more
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Friends
I was stationed at RAF Sopley 1954 /1957. I used to stay with Mr and Mrs Cronk. Their son Alan was also in the RAF. I stayed with them a few times because I lived in the Midlands and it was a long way to travel. Alan also had a sister but I cannot remember her name.
Children's Home.
I have been researching my family tree and have found from the 1901 Census that my great-uncle Frederick J Voller was an inmate at the 'Home for Homeless Little Boys'. This was in the parish of Horton Kirby St. Mary, South Darenth. He was sent here alone at the age of twelve despite having eight siblings, following the death of his father aged just thirty-eight years. I wonder what kind of life Frederick had at Horton Kirby and if he was taught a trade so that he could make his own way in the world. Does anyone else recall stories about the 'Home for Homeless Little Boys? It must have played a large part in the local community at that time.
Farningham Home For Little Boys
Hello, my name is Fred Clarke. I was at the boys' home in the middle 1940s, also my brother Daniel Clarke was there at the same time. The house I lived in was run by a lady we called Nana Crane. I went to the school at the home and I also was a member of the choir in the chapel. I became head choir boy. My brother did an apprenticeship in the tailor's shop, I used to attend classes in the printing shop. We used to go to Dover in the summer to a boys' camp on the southern heights, and play in the underground tunnels. It was very scary. If you have memories of these times please contact me, you can email to: frederick.clarke1@btopenworld.com
I look forward to sharing these times with you.
Thank you,
NOBBY CLARKE. TEL 01252314668
South Darenth Home For Homeless Boys
My grandfather was registered at the South Darenth Home for Homeless Boys in 1911. His name was Eric Joseph Ormiston. Does anyone know if there are records for the home that would tell me why he was there and when he arrived and left?
Simon.
Housemother
Approx 1955 my mum was a housemother, Pam Parkinson. We went to school in a white double decker bus and scrumped in the farm, fished in the creek down the hill. I want to contact boys who were living there at the time. Good memories. My sister and dad were there as well. We are in Australia, mobile 0418120229.
This Was my Grandmas House as A Child
This house was where my grandma grew up, and her father before her. Her father was a gardener and her mother was a seamstress, she grew up to be a nurse. She currently lives in Bromley and is now 72 and has been married for over 50 years. She used to tell us tales of how the cottage regularly flooded and they had to move upstairs.The cottage was damp and cold and had no electricity in the 1930s.
I am her grandaughter and I live in Dorset and my mum just spotted this in a book, so we looked it up on the internet.
