Reculver
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Reculver memories
4th Bexleyheath Cub Pack outing to Reculver
I joined the 4th Bexleyheath Cubs in 1953 and remember a Summer Camp to Birchington in 1953 when the highlight was a coach outing to Reculver Towers.
We travelled to Birchington in the back of an old removals lorry and the "Health and Safety" people would have kittens if they had seen all us eight year olds standing on our kitbags to lean over the lorry tailboard as we drove along!!
I loved the camping trip - it was a whole week and quite an adventure for an eight year old. I spent my pocket money on a souvenir plastic model cruet set of the Towers to take home for my mother: one tower was for salt ...read more here
Contributed by John Howard Norfolk
Kent memories
4th Bexleyheath Cub Pack outing to Reculver
I joined the 4th Bexleyheath Cubs in 1953 and remember a Summer Camp to Birchington in 1953 when the highlight was a coach outing to Reculver Towers.
We travelled to Birchington in the back of an old removals lorry and the "Health and Safety" people would have kittens if they had seen all us eight year olds standing on our kitbags to lean over the lorry tailboard as we drove along!!
I loved the camping trip - it was a whole week and quite an adventure for an eight year old. I spent my pocket money on a souvenir plastic model cruet set of the Towers to take home for my mother: one tower was for salt ...read more here
A memory of Reculver contributed by John Howard Norfolk
pear tree farm
My dads family the "Boltons" lived on a farm called Pear Tree Farm. I thought from memory they owned it but now after research I think they just lived there as workers? I remember walking down a country lane not far from there and buying some wonderful flavoured ice creams such as "Tutty Frutie". I have alot of fond memories of Hernbay....
A memory of Herne Bay contributed by hazel bolton
The Pier
I roller skated in the old pavilion - you could see the sea through the gaps in the floor boards!!
My brother bribed me to behave by the promise of an ice cream bought from the cafe at the end of the pier.
A memory of Herne Bay contributed by Jean Dale





