Kent Reports
Review of Chislehurst by Maureen White on July 2nd, 2006
My parents moved to Chislehurst in March 1943, when I was just two years of age. The second world war was raging and my father sent my mother and me to Chislehurst caves when the worst of the air raids were on. I can remember the churh down there and the beds that lined the walls and of course the air raid warnings that sent us running to the caves and then sounds of the all clear. At fifteen I spent a lot of time at the caves at weekends with my friends. I also remember live groups playing there. And yes, here I am still living in Chislehurst today.
As one can imagine I have seen a great deal of change. Some good some not so good. In spite of losing almost all of the individual trades and shops that we once had here and certain assets being sold off instead of being kept for posterity, there is, thankfully, still some village atmosphere left. Of course we are lucky enough to have the common and woods to walk and the two ponds that hold a variety of wildlife.
My parents raised my brothers and me here and in turn I raised my children here too. My siblings are not too far away either, just outside the Chislehurst boundery, regularly using the amenities here in the village. Their children attended our excellent schools. Chislehurst is still a great place to live. If you don't believe me - come visit.
Maureen White
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