I Remember This Pub The Red Lion

A Memory of Swanley.

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 was an Old English Sheep dog. I remember, he pulled me over one day, he was so strong and bouncy. Auntie Winn and Uncle George, stayed at this house till their deaths. I haven't been to this village of Swanley for such a long time, I wonder if it has changed at all...............

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