School Years
I lived at Glebe House. I went to the primary school at Warehorne, the very strict head was Miss Sane (later to become Mrs Buxton) and my teacher was Miss Small. Most of Kenardington's children including myself got taken to school in Mr. Worsely's Taxi, a very old taxi that smelt of real leather. He used to be strict and would threaten to 'box your ears' if you didn't sit still. Manor farm was a beautiful mixed farm that housed every farm animal and at that time was tenanted by Mr. White who had a son called Alexander. I used to visit him at the farmhouse and watch 'Champion the Wonder Horse'. Steam trains used to run by at the crossing and my friend Linda's father, Mr. Kinane, used to be the crossing keeper. His wife used to take us to the cinema in Ashford and for this we would have to walk down the line to Appledore to catch the train! You could see the steam trains passing through the countryside from the windows of Glebe House in those days. I went to Sunday school at St. Mary's and we would often attend christenings beforehand. Mrs. Reynolds used to help my mother and her husband would often decorate for us although I think he was employed as a policeman. My parents had a fete in the garden to raise money for the social hall. The actor Thorley Waters opened the fete. I remember once a tractor driver was killed in the field next to our house, his coat had got caught in the mechanism. I wish I knew his name. As children we would walk for miles across the marsh and often would be gone all day, sometimes getting lost and not being able to cross the dykes and get home and we would have to find a longer way round. We collected sheep's wool and would stick it to soles to put in our wellingtons to keep our feet warm in winter. I have many happy memories of our life in Kenardington although we only lived there for two years, but I was smitten with the place and have visited every year for the last 50 years. The Altunians lived there after us for about 18 years. My father bought the house from two retired farmers, I don't know their names. I would love to know who lived there during both the World Wars or if anyone has any photos at all that they don't want I would love to have them.
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RE: RE: School Years
I too attended Warehorne School for nearly three years and well remember the rather formidable Mrs. Buxton. My brother Steven Woods was in her class, while I was in the infants class with Mrs. Small. We lived at Grange Farm in Kenardington where my father was foreman, although these days he would probably be called a 'manager'. We lived in the white farm house with many acres of land plus the marshes to play on. We would disappear for a whole day trying to catch eels in the Grand Military Canal or watching the, what seemed to us, massive grass snakes in the dykes where there were huge frogs for them to hunt. We left in 1963 and I have only been back once since then. Everything looked much smaller and more over grown.
My brother, who was four years older than me, had to walk to school with the other children of his age from the village. Us younger ones went in Mr.Worsely's taxi. Once a year we would have another very relaxed and jovial relief driver who made the drive too and from school seem like a treat. We were allowed to make a noise and mess about, kneel on the seat and look out of the back window, all of which we would never do when Mr. Worsely was driving. We went to Sunday school, rather grudgingly, at the parish church and services sometimes. It was a bitter cold place in winter with a little row of parrafin heaters down the aisle that made little impression in a space that big. The Vicar, Mr. Davies I think, used to wear lots of warm clothes under his church regalia in an effort to keep warm!
Comment from Gareth Woods on Saturday, 29th October 2011.
RE: RE: School Years
Thanks Gareth, it's good to read about another person's memories of the same place. I have a school photo with your brother Steven in it.
Comment from Janet Bishop on Saturday, 29th October 2011.