My Mum was born in Wyndham rd in the 1920’s and my great grandparents lived in Devonshire rd, my memories of visiting in the 60’s & 70’s was of a lovely area with a close knit supporting community with some great country walks nearby, very proud of their heritage as Doverian’s and doing their bit at the front line defending England in “Hell Fire corner”.
My father's family lived in Tower Hill for many years. We used to visit every other week. Had family in Douglas road as well. I remember going in the Carriers Arms when I was young and the White Lion. My granny was a strong woman who came from a tough family.
Late to this video, but it brought back some memories. I used to go to the Grammar school, and can remember all the work that went on next to our school to build an extension for Astor school. Also makes me smile to see that main road without all the speed humps that are there now.
I went there too, from Aylesham on the train and walked up from the Priory. The fella in the corner shop used to break open packets of fags and sell them to us for 5p each. Even though it wasn't regarded an affluent area by Dover standards , from the perspective of our council estate mining town I thought that people living there were doing well in life. Funny how you get those notions as a youngster. Thanks to whoever posted this.
What a fantastic video! I lived in Devonshire Road during the seventies, from birth to the age of eleven. We endured years of 'strange goings on' in our house. Wondering if any one else experienced similar spooky experiences in the street?
@kierandixon1018 Hi Kieran. It was No.6. We were always very happy there, despite the strange occurrences, although they did increase and become more unsettling in the last year before we moved in '81.
I think whatever it was moved a few doors up then! I bought one of the houses few years ago and did a full refurb as it had been badly neglected. Definitely some strange things happened and sometimes feel like someone else is here with me even though I live alone!
@kierandixon1018 Yes, exactly! The stairs were the worst for that feeling! Things would move places or completely disappear, then reappear somewhere completely bizarre. Lights would turn on of their own accord, heavy sliding doors opened on their own, and door handles moved up and down as I watched them. I would hear heavy footsteps in the corridor and attic, but the strangest and most scary thing was when two plates lifted up on their own and smashed down onto the table. We were never scared until this happened. We just used to call it Fred and say "Hi Fred" or "Stop it, Fred." This probably alleviated some of our fear! 😄 Whatever it was didn't follow us when we moved, thankfully! Maybe it has decided to visit you instead? 😬 We could access under the floor of the house from a hatch in our floor by the front door and the area extended the length of the whole street, so I've always been intrigued to find out what, if anything, was built there before.
WRONG! You voted for a government, if they do not perform as you want them too then you need take action. Brits point of view........its always another to blame.
I miss this England, the 70s England where I was born, my neighbour was my friend, the whole street spoke English, and we never dreamed that filth and crime would immigrate into our culture, now we have meth addicts (that cannot even speak English) living next door entirely on benefits, Yes i miss this England ,, what I would give to get it back too.
A man walking around in a suit in dover!! Only time a man wheres a suit in dover is on his way to court. Lol. So sad how it's gone to shit. Folkestone road is a no after dark.
Khayyam1048 it is still england? London is the only place that is no longer england. England was always poor and broke there’s no such thing as broke in britian but now, now that the rich have moved in it no longer feels like britian and they made my area Peckham all posh and neeky get them out
My Mum was born in Wyndham rd in the 1920’s and my great grandparents lived in Devonshire rd, my memories of visiting in the 60’s & 70’s was of a lovely area with a close knit supporting community with some great country walks nearby, very proud of their heritage as Doverian’s and doing their bit at the front line defending England in “Hell Fire corner”.
When people expected very little and appreciated what they had.in the 70s we were all still free.the best decade....no question.
My father's family lived in Tower Hill for many years. We used to visit every other week. Had family in Douglas road as well. I remember going in the Carriers Arms when I was young and the White Lion. My granny was a strong woman who came from a tough family.
What a nice film, I love the goat.
I really enjoyed the video especially of tower hamlets. i used to live in Lowther Road.
Late to this video, but it brought back some memories. I used to go to the Grammar school, and can remember all the work that went on next to our school to build an extension for Astor school. Also makes me smile to see that main road without all the speed humps that are there now.
I went there too, from Aylesham on the train and walked up from the Priory. The fella in the corner shop used to break open packets of fags and sell them to us for 5p each. Even though it wasn't regarded an affluent area by Dover standards , from the perspective of our council estate mining town I thought that people living there were doing well in life. Funny how you get those notions as a youngster. Thanks to whoever posted this.
I live at South road thanks for this !
reddrascal0124 same
I can remember the man in the suit,Mr Woods the Astor school caretaker.I lived in Tower Hill in the Hamlets.
That's the entrance to the tunnel in the old builders centre yard ?
What a fantastic video! I lived in Devonshire Road during the seventies, from birth to the age of eleven. We endured years of 'strange goings on' in our house. Wondering if any one else experienced similar spooky experiences in the street?
What number Devonshire?
@kierandixon1018 Hi Kieran. It was No.6. We were always very happy there, despite the strange occurrences, although they did increase and become more unsettling in the last year before we moved in '81.
I think whatever it was moved a few doors up then! I bought one of the houses few years ago and did a full refurb as it had been badly neglected. Definitely some strange things happened and sometimes feel like someone else is here with me even though I live alone!
@kierandixon1018 Yes, exactly! The stairs were the worst for that feeling! Things would move places or completely disappear, then reappear somewhere completely bizarre. Lights would turn on of their own accord, heavy sliding doors opened on their own, and door handles moved up and down as I watched them. I would hear heavy footsteps in the corridor and attic, but the strangest and most scary thing was when two plates lifted up on their own and smashed down onto the table. We were never scared until this happened. We just used to call it Fred and say "Hi Fred" or "Stop it, Fred." This probably alleviated some of our fear! 😄 Whatever it was didn't follow us when we moved, thankfully! Maybe it has decided to visit you instead? 😬 We could access under the floor of the house from a hatch in our floor by the front door and the area extended the length of the whole street, so I've always been intrigued to find out what, if anything, was built there before.
Tragic what our governments has done to us.
British also did it to ourselves. Should have had more children and voted for better politicians.
WRONG! You voted for a government, if they do not perform as you want them too then you need take action. Brits point of view........its always another to blame.
@@greggrimer1428At least you got some sense.
I miss this England, the 70s England where I was born, my neighbour was my friend, the whole street spoke English, and we never dreamed that filth and crime would immigrate into our culture, now we have meth addicts (that cannot even speak English) living next door entirely on benefits, Yes i miss this England ,, what I would give to get it back too.
I had 7 children. That is what I gave. Most native Brits are too selfish to have 3,
Oh my god! My youth. When England still resembled England.
A man walking around in a suit in dover!! Only time a man wheres a suit in dover is on his way to court. Lol. So sad how it's gone to shit. Folkestone road is a no after dark.
This is a cleaner version than previously
Lovely video, I remember having to run up the steps at 4:10 to get over the hill to Dover Priory every time i missed the bus from Dover Grammar Boys!
When Dover was still Dover and England was still England.
Khayyam1048 it is still england? London is the only place that is no longer england. England was always poor and broke there’s no such thing as broke in britian but now, now that the rich have moved in it no longer feels like britian and they made my area Peckham all posh and neeky get them out
Sublime
I lived there 1978
Who is that complacent woman with the books?
Now known as tower humza
Up the eagle