Horsmonden, The Walnut Tree 1901
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Photo ref:
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The old walnut tree stood near St Margaretís church, and was so big that it required props to hold it up and keep the roadway clear. It died some years ago.
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A Selection of Memories from Horsmonden
For many years now, we've been inviting visitors to our website to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was, prompted by the photographs in our archive. Here are some from Horsmonden
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I live in the USA and have a sampler that I believe was made by Sophia Bowles who was born in Horsmonden October 29, 1822. The sampler shows the exact same date. I just thought I would share this beautiful work that she made when she was 13. She married George Botten in 1842. If anyone in Horsmonden has any more information about her, I would be most appreciative. It is a mystery to me how ...see more
I was born in Horsmonden in 1969, went to primary school in 1974 and left school 1980. We worked on all the surrounding farms in the village, hop training in the spring, strawberry picking and cherry picking in the summer, apple picking and hop picking in the autumn and pruning in the winter. We moved from the village in 1984 but I go back to the village all the time. I want to one day move back, all my best memories are from living there when I was young.
I am an American, but back in the autumn of 1971 - during my 18 months of travel around Europe and North Africa - I spent three months working and living at Bassetts Farm, owned by the Pemble family. Thirty-eight years later it remains one of my most wonderful memories. Horsmonden was such a lovely place.
At Bassetts Farm I was in charge of the oast house. I had never even heard of an oast house until I ...see more
Horsmonden - the end of my hop picking days. I was born in east London 1939 and hop picking was four weeks in the country, camp fire cooking in the evening, a sing along and down to the Gun or the Town House on Saturday evening. Then came 1960 and I was called up for National Service spending two years away. I have now retired and acquired a PC. I have found the internet to which I am new to and found your ...see more
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