Dedicated to Old and Modern Kinson


There`s much to love about Kinson Village, be it ancient or modern and we devote a section to it.

Our focus at this time is on the season of  WINTER and why we are proud to say: 

"We Love Kinson."


 Kinson Village School

Alice lived near a brook and Eva`s attendance earned her a book. Blanch and Kate lived under the sky and Ethel with Hilda played fools going by.  Lavinia`s dear father he died in pain and Lucy by an engine was taken in vain. 

Charlie ran down the track, to India and later came back. Scholars named Slack knew the score, Albert came home and William`s no more. Fred and Jack loved to play, and just like their Olympian father, almost forgotten today. 

Walter preferred baccy to his bricks and was none the wiser, nor Willie who once dashed to Millhams to save the Kaiser.

It`s  amazing  what  was  cramped  into  a  35ft by 16ft  plot at Kinson, a hundred or so  years  ago. They called it a mixed school for sure. 

And like a good many other things, it doesn`t exist anymore.

The sun hangs low in the east while roe deer disappear into the shadows and the fox trots off to its lair. Provided one is well wrapped up in colder weather there will be many opportunities to take wonderful photos of the natural world around us and every day will be different.


At this time, it only takes a few moments to photograph a stunning red sky in the morning.


Some time ago sheep grazed on Big Meadow at Kinson Manor Farm. Being inquisitive, they also managed to explore other areas including briefly grazing in St. Andrew`s churchyard.

In the 1790s, smuggler John Potter who owned the Dolphin Inn had 20 which were grazed on land close to his public house and these were valued at £7.50 in his inventory.


St. Andrew`s church tower is easy to spot in this early morning photograph as the sun amazingly illuminates the whole landscape around it. Long gone are most of the ancient water meadows near the church and the raised area from which this photo was taken was once named Compte Mead in the 18th century. 

There are still some who believe that Bournemouth is such a new town with no history. Stepping inside Kinson church there`s a 1,000 year old Mass dial, which is featured as it should be viewed. 

Perhaps this same dial could also lead to the trail of an abbess who lived in Dorset long ago?

Who knows what administrators will call Bournemouth in the centuries to come? 

Kinson and Holdenhurst feature in the Domesday Survey of 1086 and time will never erase these names. 

Two things will always be certain. The small and important Mass dial in Kinson church will still be proclaiming silently its solid links with the past and Holdenhurst will always be the Mother of the great town of Bournemouth. 

The mists of time still drift through an ancient valley in Kinson. These remnants of heathland and bog land are a great reminder of how Old Kinson and Bournemouth used to be. One could be forgiven for thinking little remains of the place affectionately referred to as “Kinson Village”.

After a short walk from Kinson Green, one can still see Bronze Age barrows, ancient boundaries and interesting habitats. On a brisk winter walk on Kinson Common, you might even glimpse visiting fieldfares, redwings and snipe. 

Unlike 1963, snowfall in our region often quickly disappears. The cattle on Poole Lane Meadows are a reminder of old farming traditions practised here a century or so ago.

Flood water around Spindlewood bridge by Millhams Mead provides another photo opportunity in winter. Some still refer to a small wooded area close by as Spindlewood and a Canford Estate cottage of the same name was demolished long ago as part of a road widening scheme in Wimborne Road opposite Durdells Avenue.


Down in Kinson churchyard it`s too cold to stand about. So, the story will be brief today. The small Oakley tomb stands close to the porch. When generous William died, he left his beloved wife £5 and a feather bed, the very one she was laying on at the time! Ideal for winter in Kinson.

While most wrap up warmly in winter, there`s always one to take the biscuit. A splash and a paddle in murky waters before cheekily trotting home.                       


Who said we are glum in Kinson? If time permits, please visit St. Andrew`s church in Millhams Road. The featured faces must be looked for, both inside and outside the church. Assurances are given these faces belong to the past and bear no resemblance to anyone living today.  


Throughout the winter we will be busy gps recording emerging wild orchids in the Kinson region. Already, there are some very good signs for 2020. 

The call of the wild is never far away and so in January or sometimes later, wellington boots are donned and we go in search of some little creatures we are always pleased to find. If the timing and the approach is correct, we can then record numerous groups of frogs in local pools.


As Spring approaches, we could show you photos of  hazel catkins, sweet violets or even cherry plum blossom.  Instead, we feature a much appreciated sweet chestnut tree in Pelhams Park, under which early flowering daffodils are a good sign that winter will soon be gone. 

As always when you visit Kinson, a warm welcome awaits you and we look forward to seeing you soon.

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