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Lullingstone maps
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Lullingstone area books
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My Mum''s Memories of Eynsford
My mum lived here for about 7 years until 1967, her father was the village policeman and they lived in The Police House in Eynsford. Mum was christened in St Martin's Church and went to the primary school which has been gone a long time and now has houses on the site. She can remember having to walk to the school hall on the main road for school dinner. Her best friend lived at Lullingstone and they spent many happy hours around there. The Police House had its own large drive set back from the road with two entrances, shared with another Police House with an office in between and my mum and her brothers and sister were not allowed anywhere near the phone as it would always be 'Police business'. There was a large garden with the house which had an air raid siren in it. This was regularly tested and very very loud. Mum has very many happy memories of the village, playing in the ford and river... Read more
Eynsford School
My brothers and I went to school here in the 1950s, taking the school bus (operated by Hevers' coaches) from Romney Street. I have many memories of the school, which I will add sometime, but would also like to hear of others.
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.
My Grandma And Grandpa
I remember every Sunday while I was growing up, we (my family) would go to visit my grandparents. One of my favourite dinners they would cook for us was leg of lamb, yorkshire pudding, and all the trimmings to go with it. I always looked forward to seeing my grandparents. The garden they had was in teers and the flowers were amazing to look at. These memories will always be with me. I miss my grandparents. I was born in England, but grew up in the States. I hope to visit my birthplace someday. I am proud to be a Farningham.
Memories of Shoreham And Otford
My fathers parents, Edward and Winifred Simmons, ran the general stores in the Parade at Otford in the 1950s and early 1960s. My mother, her sister and parents, Grace and Alfred Maddock, lived in Bubblestone Road. My parents started courting after going to a dance at Otford Village Hall and were married at St Bartholomews Church, Otford in 1953. Their early married life was spent in Bromley. As a child, I recall visits to my grandparents - my father driving the Anglia down the enchanting lane of Old Polhill that lead to the beautiful "golden valley" that still looked much as it would have done to Samuel Palmer when he was painting in the early 19th century. It always felt to me as if I was coming home. When I was about nine we visited Ye Olde George Inn at Shoreham on a warm, late summer... Read more
I Remember This Pub The Red Lion
In this photo is the Red Lion pub, right next door to my Auntie Winn and Uncle George house. Where the white picket fence is, is the end of Auntie Winn's front garden. I remember also straight across the road, was a shop that I used to do errands for. The shop sold everything you needed in those days, but it closed down after a few years. George and my Dad, used to have a beer or two in the Red Lion, when we visited them, while we used to stay indoors with Auntie Winn and her real live coal fire. Auntie Winn's daughter was born in this house, and I am still in touch with her today, her name is Sonia, my dear Cousin. Auntie Winn used to work in the Jam factory out the back of her garden, and her garden was always full of home grown vegetables, and fruit. The fields, were not so far away, and we used to walk Auntie Winn's dog, called Glen, he... Read more
Swanley Village 1934
I was born in Model Cottages,1934. in the Village at that time there was a bakers, (my father was one of the bakers he only had to cross the road to go to work), a grocery store next to the public house, post office, butchers, in a house down the hill past the church, a coal merchant Mr Partridge, and a sweet shop. During the war a land mine fell in a field, and it was placed in the village for all to see. I have many memories of Swanley Village and Swanley Junction. I remember wondering why so many people had birds names, there was a Partridge, a Rook, a Goose, I think there is even now a Mr Rook is living in the village. We would walk to Swanley Junction if we needed to shop for things our general store didn't keep. My family have lived in Swanley for 250 years, there have been many changes, not all for the better of our community.
