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Another foreigner - from Burton-on-Trent!
My father was in the Staffordshire Rgt at Connaught Barracks in the mid sixties and met my mother who was virtually a Dovorian, having moved here from Romney area in the early fifties. So yes, son of a squaddie, born in Staffordshire. Parents moved to Deal when I was three and I grew up there though I went to DGSB in the eighties. I moved here in 1996 simply due to proximity to work. All quite boring really.
My grandfather on my mother's side was a dedicated Dovorian though even though he moved from Maidstone (including service in the Home Guard there). He wrote a number of history books and pamphlets all about Dover, so if you have any stashed away written by Alfred Haynes from the sixties and seventies, that's him!
Dover is a love or loathe marmite town, and I still have marmite days, equally frustrating and rewarding. But over the years I've come appreciate it more and more, especially the views, the nature and obviously the history. Life isn't all about shopping, economics, demographics and footfall when you are sitting in Fan Bay in August watching the sun set over the wreck of the Falcon.
As time went by I got more and more involved in community groups, LRCF, WCCP and WHPS because I subconciously started to realise I truly cared about the place and wanted to do something, however small, to try and improve things.
The volunteer and community is a strong one and the small numbers of people who seem to run everything are a credit to this town, and we are lucky to have them.