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Golford maps
Historic maps of Golford and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Golford maps
Golford photos
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Golford area books
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Kent memories
Shopping
This, I believe, is me as an 8-year-old shopping. This road is now so busy you can hardly get across it. The pub in the background has gone and so has the shop I am walking towards. At the time of this photo there were 5 shops, a butchers, a baker's, two pubs and a garage. Now there are two shops and a pub.
Where my Father Worked
My father worked at the mill in approximately 1958. I recall it being repaired by Dutch engineers at that time. Next door was a grocer's shop, but I cannot remember the name. We lived at the time near Goudhurst. What a terrific place for a young person to play!
Life in A Kent Village During World War Two
Benenden was my home for the first 5 years of my life. We lived in Greenwood, a lovely white Kentish weather-boarded house on the Cranbrook Road, sadly knocked down and modernised a couple of years ago. I was born on February 14, 1940 in a glorious country house in Langley called Rumwood Court, which is still there. It was a maternity home in the War. Of course my mum called me Valentine, because of my date of birth, but luckily Anthony came first. My brother, John, who was six, wrote to my mum, saying 'Call him Chysanthemum.' She kept the postcard for years, to show what a clever boy he was to spell it correctly. My parents had moved to Kent to escape the bombing in London, but of course the Battle of Britain was fought right over the homes of Kent. I remember seeing planes being shot down in flames just above where we lived. Later when the V-bombers came I remember running into the house... Read more
Visiting my Parents in Iden Green
I have very fond memories of visiting my parents, Margaret & Percy Thorburn who owned Coveney Cottage from 1961 until 1980.
We used to come down from London on the National Coach to Benenden and then a Fuggles Garage car/taxi would take us down to Iden Green. Alternatively we would meet my parents in the pub (name temporarily forgotten) and have a drink before driving back to their cottage.
I remember the village when it had its own public house and village shop, and lots of the older residents, Fred & Lily of Lilac Cottage, Mrs Daw from the other half of Coveney Cottage, Joan Witterkoff of Seerose Cottage, to name but a few.
My parents are now buried in St George's churchyard, and we come down from time to time to go down memory lane.
Park Farm
I lived in Colliers Green at Park Farm, at that time a dairy and fruit farm. I went to school at the primary school. Just down the road was a charcoal burners. Latterly I went to Bethany School at Curtisen Green. Good memories.
My G Great Aunt Mary Jane Snowden
My G Great Aunt Mary Jane Snowden was a servant for Edith Marie Germon who owned Gills Green House. I would be very interested in connecting with anyone who knows anything in relation to these people
Kind Regards
Nicki
MY BEAUTIFUL KENTISH BIRTHPLACE
I was born in East House, Tenterden Road, Rolvenden on 2nd November 1938. My dad was about to join the RAF and I was born in my grandparents' home. There were large cellars below the house - very scarey. East House and West House are joined in the centre by a 'shop' which was the Post Office and telephone exchange in the 1920/30s. My mother, Molly Allsop, was one of the operators of the switchboard in the switch room. Few people had telephones. My grandfather, Joe Allsop JP, was the village postmaster and the mail, telegrams and telephones were all run from that property. In the 1930s the Post Office was moved over the road to a small old double fronted shop which faced up the road towards the Recreation Ground and The Bull. The Post Office then was between Mr Phillips' sweet shop and the fish and chip shop (now a museum). As a little girl I used to be allowed to help Grandad by dusting his shop. There... Read more
