From
http://thedukeofwellington.org/TheDuke/history1.htm accessed 18 May
2019. Written by Simon and Lesley White.
The story so far:-
The French were revolting - plus ca change etc. In fact they had just
finished that bit of revolution and had decided to conquer Europe, it
was 1790.
1790 was also the date that Benjamin Franklin and Adam Smith died,
John Tyler was born as was Champollion that great French Archeologist
who got all the good stuff before the British museum got a look in! But
I digress.
I believe that what was to be the "Duke of Wellington" PH was built.
The Turner's (who I guess were woodworkers, after all they lived in
the hamlet of Woodside Green) noticed that their house was falling down
about their ears, they decided to build a fine brick structure just 100
yards up the road towards Doddington on a new site. Building got
underway but was paused due to lack of funds - apparently the level can
be seen if one was to strip back the internal plaster - must do that
sometime. The house was finally complete, a rectangular property and the
family moved in.
The site of the old property still exists and is owned by one of our
neighbours, Mr Couchman who has let it develop into a very pretty
meadow.
The Turner family prospered (I'm guessing) and had many sons, far too
many for the few local ladies. That was the unlikely start of the
American off-shoot of the Turner family. Visiting Mormon missionaries
suggested that rather than live a life of chastity etc they might sign
up to Mr. Young's church, head across to America and make a match with a
female population that had a sever lack of men - in fact have more than
one as the 'The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints' allowed for
polygamy. I would be grateful for a more accurate version of this
story!!!
The Turners at about the same date decided to benefit from the
noticeable lack of any local hostelry, this was the days before public
or private transport, most people used foot-power and a pub over a
couple of miles away was a good hours walk and then back. At night, in
the dark! (of course).
At that time, I would guess around 1880, the addition at the side was
built. This was a single story add-on with a pitched roof that was built
on the side of the existing house which at some time - possibly right
from the start also housed the local shop. The add-on was to be the
local pub, that it was called the "Duke of Wellington" rather implies it
was opened as a pub during his life or shortly after he died.
We are told that the pub was small - of course being in that small
extension, with no bar as such. Customers would bang on the door to the
main house to be served. Seating was on a series of benches, each
regular having their own seat and their own jug.
Between the Turners leaving and the late 1960s I have yet to ask or
find out. Jim will no doubt have a good idea.
Some time towards the end of the 1960s the pub was bought by Mr
Sergeant who had previously worked at ..... in Wrotham about 20 miles up
the A20 towards London. Sergeant wanted to match or beat the quality of
pub he had just come from and started to change the Duke. The Duke was
to be changed into a 3 story 10 bedroom hotel. Plans were drawn up,
agreed with the Council and work started. Foundations and ground floor
walls then disaster happened. Mr Sergeant took one of his barmaids home
one late night rather than have her walk down what is about 2 miles of
quite lonely road - more dangerous now as we have maniacs who can barely
drive going at stupid speeds on what is effectively a back road with
many blind bends.
Clearly there was more happening than I have been told, equally I
have been told a number of versions... Mr Saunders dropped the girl off,
was confronted by her husband ... Mr Saunders died of a stab wound from
a fish knife. The husband (and wife?) still live in the area so enough
said.
The Duke was sold on by Mrs Sergeant in 1971, I am not sure of the
state, but the ground floor had been completed, and it substantially
remains in that state now.
Still to be recorded:-
In between owners:- Sergeant The Docherties, Butch, others...
The Duke as a bikers pub
Thai food
Lee's attempts to make his fortune
Our local planning office - not for the fainthearted.
We bought the pub in 1999, a year after our return from Pakistan and
just as the property market was about to boom, phew! just in time.
Of the Photographs
Jim who lives in the cottage across the road and has been a regular
all his life believes that he is to the left of the lad in the cloth cap
in the image with the hunt gathered round the pub.
The other people I have had identified by Mr Turner, who, as a
younger man was offered the Duke back in the 1950s. He declined but has
since made contact with us, a great deal of these notes come from his
recollections.
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