By Vic Chalcraft
Thinking back to school I days has awaken many more memories of childhood. The earliest, must be taken up to Riverhill Sevenoaks on a warm summers evening, we lived at Chevening in those days, to watch the traffic returning from a day on the coast, the deep bark of motor bike, the flash of heat blued chrome from exhaust pipes but mainly the glorious smell of burning oil and fuel and then of course later the wonderful body odour of the steam roller, traction engine and steam train working with their great pistons thrashing and brass work all a gleam. Sadly now just museum items. Continue reading Futher Childhood Memories