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Memories Here we record such personal
memories and stories that relate to Sittingbourne and its villages.
Do you have memories of life in Sittingbourne ? Your
working life last century ? The war ? The town as it was ? Your
childhood? Please share them with us by e-mailing or sending them to us so that we can
display them either in the museum or on this web site. It doesn't
have to be an essay of any length, just a few paragraphs will be
interesting and perhaps a photograph !
Borden Grammar -
John Butler 1942 - 1956 - Bob
Eaton Tunstall
pre-war - Hugh Farrington Tunstall in
wartime - Richard Kite The
Bull Hotel - Queenie Field (nee Allen)
Childhood in
Tunstall - Peggy Jackson
Tunstall School
- Margaret Lock
Wartime
Memories - June Morgan
40
Years of Dance Music - Jack Whitnell

Tunstall,
(pond on the left) where Gerald grew up
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Gerald (Dixie) Dean b. 25 Jan 1926
I was looking at the item about Bowater Lloyds Paper
Mill in the museum web site with interest.
In 1944 I had a girl that lived in Charlotte St
next to the mill, we used to stand at the shop at the end of the street
and get covered in fine paper dust coming from the mill.
In 1950 I was working at Gravesend Welding Company
which was situated in Crown Quay Lane Sittingbourne and most of the work
we did was for the mill.
The main items were safety guards for the belts
running the machines plus we pulled all the old extractor systems down an
replaced them with new ones to stop the pollution from fine paper dust
dropping all over the place. We used to fit these things on Sundays when
the paper machines were shut down. I think the boss of the Welding Company
in Sittingbourne was Mr Monday.
I hope this is of some interest to the Museum from
your Australian Member.
Regards to all from Irene and Gerald Dean in
Australia
Workers
leaving the mill in the 1960s
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Tunstall:
I
remember Hugh Farrington, at times we played cricket in Woodstock Park
and used the pole holding the "trespassers will be prosecuted" sign as
our wicket. We also played in the trenches across the road from the
park. These trenches were dug during World War one for the soldiers to
train for battle in.
Running down from the trenches was a
hill and during the winter if it snowed we made sleds and slid down
the hill often coming to grief.
My sister mentioned boys and learning
knitting, sewing on buttons and rug making, also we did raffia work
and work with cane, most of this was very handy and I knitted baby
clothes when I was married and jumpers for myself. There were
also percussion instruments that sometimes we used
I met my sisters husband before she knew
him, we were in the same class at the Council School. We used to go
down to the railway yards and play in the wagons until we were
caught.
I lost touch with Frank when I went to
Sheerness Tech School until he met and married my sister.
Gerald, April 2007
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