The Bricklayers Arms

A Memory of Snodland.

The Brick was my home from 1954-1972. My parents Ted and Doris Simmonds were the publicans and maybe there are people out there who still remember them. My Aunt Ethel used to entertain everyone on the piano which she loved to play and was a big attraction. Dad used to make such enormous fires throughout the winter, which were so hot everyone had to stand in the middle of the room as far away as possible!! My bedroom was above the bar with the jukebox and so I used to listen to all the top 20. My brother Terry would let me keep all the old singles when they came off the jukebox. It was the end of an era for me when the brick was pulled down in the 1970s.