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Classic photographs of all sorts of bridges from The Francis Frith Collection, spanning modest streams, rivers and broad estuaries. They include footbridges, clapper bridges, pack-horse bridges, medieval arched bridges, toll bridges, decorative Palladian bridges, suspension bridges, bascule bridges, canal bridges, and railway bridges. Evocative and atmospheric, these stunning images show British engineering at its most innovative and graceful.

Villages of Kent Photographic Memories

Villages of Kent Photographic Memories

The photo 'Yalding, the Bridge c1960' appears in this book.

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Caption for Yalding, The Bridge C1960: Yalding boasts the longest bridge in?Kent, crossing two rivers over 150 yards. This photograph was taken on a summer's day, when the river was low. A different scene was to be witnessed in October and November 2000, and again in February 2001, when the river was in full flood on a number of occasions. Yalding has suffered frequently as a result of its proximity to the three rivers.

An extract from Villages of Kent Photographic Memories.

Memories of Yalding

Hello. I used to go hop picking every year to this farm with my relatives from Camberwell as well.

I was evacuated to Yalding during the war, this was to be my childhood days and as I was with a family who had a son about my age. It was fantastic and those 4 years I will never forget. My dream is to return and relive my childhood, travel to the places I remember so well, and to meet those who are still with us. I would love to (...Read full memory)

When I was 6 years old my brother Ken and I went to live at Kenward, the Dr Barnardo's home in Yalding. It was a fantastic house and I can still remember the lay out of it. We had a wonderful childhood there. We had 'aunts' in the local shops and at Christmas time all the girls would get a doll with clothes knitted by an aunt. I (...Read full memory)

My family name was Brewer and it seemed we went hop picking for ever. The last time was 1958. The following year my grandmother became ill and we could not go anymore. I was 12 the last time I went.  I have written a story of my time spent on Buston Manor Farm and I would love to share it with (...Read full memory)

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