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Kicking Donkey Inn
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Date of photo: 2011 |
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P Guffogg and
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The Kicking Donkey Inn was situated on
Witherenden Hill. Formerly known as The New Inn it has now been converted to
two cottages. |
Source: Darkstar |
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My Dad and I remember this pub very well from the 1970s when
we performed there several times with the morris side I used to play for;
Chanctonbury Ring Morris Men. Apparently they used to retail Bob Luck cider
which had the strength of barley wine and anything more than a half would
render the unsuspecting customer well and truly out of action for several
hours! |
John Wickens (January 2013) |
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Some friends & I ended up there on an
evening motorcycle ride sometime in the late 1970's. I was somewhat
surprised to see an acquaintance from Hastings, the famous musician John
Martyn at the bar. Apparently his management had persuaded him to move to
the country in an attempt to get him away from the drug culture he'd got
mixed up with in town, & he settled on this pub as his local. |
Chris Meachen (December 2016) |
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I was in Burwash in June 1974 as a
16-year old, on a school trip from Glasgow. We were staying in an old,
abandoned Seminary called St Joseph’s in Burwash.Me and a couple of mates
visited the Kicking Donkey for some under-age drinking. The people running
the bar were lovely and let me sing “Last Train to Glasgow Central” and
“Deep in the heart of Texas” (because there was a Texan in the pub) on their
little stage. The owner told us that Jimi Hendrix had a drink in the bar in
1967. I was very impressed because I was a big Jimi Hendrix fan. |
Paul Doherty (May 2017) |
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In 1973 I was a young Australian living
in Horsmonden, Kent. One day, with an English friend, we went to the Kicking
Donkey Inn in Burwash. As we walked through the front door, we saw Roger
Daltrey playing darts with the locals, wearing a leather fringed jacket.
Pete Townsend was sitting at the bar, having a drink and Keith Moon bought
some bottles of champagne and sprayed them around the room. He pulled out a
wad of pound notes from his back pocket and said “This should cover it guv”.
Once that was paid for Roger’s wife, Heather Taylor, came through the door
and said with a heavy American accent, “Hey Roger! You ready?” They all left
after that. |
Jim Aston (January 2019) |
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Years before this became a pub it was a
butchers with it's slaughterhouse behind. Working in the hopgardens opposite
many years ago I used to come across bits of animal bonesand was told this
came from the rubbish from the slaughterhouse which was spread as fertiliser
and called "shoddy". Anna and Nelson who were it's last landlords came from
the Cherry tree in Ticehurst around 1964 or 65. Nelson used to play an organ
set up in the pub some evenings. Used to be a very popular pub, surprising
considering its way out position and especially as this was in the days
before gastro pubs. Might get some chips or a sandwich there but that's
about all. |
Loic Flory (May 2020) |
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I used to go to the Kicking Donkey with
my late father when I used to play the organs at various pubs and clubs in
Kent and Sussex. We would nip into the Kicking Donkey as it was always
lively and Nelson would let me play a few songs on the Hammond A100. Some of
the locals wanted me to go on Opportunity Knocks - that shows how long ago
it was! I didn’t know that it had shut as a pub until I stumbled across this
site in December 2021. Best wishes to all that knew the place. |
Mike (December 2021) |
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I stayed during at the Kicking Donkey
in summer 1976 over a period of 3 months. It still nearly 50 years later
holds fond memories. The breakfast – to die for with mushrooms picked from
the fields. The tremendous music and atmosphere. I also have vague
recollections of a serious malt whiskey tasting session one night with a
shot of polish pure spirit to “cleanse the palette” after each six samples
(well, at least, I think I do) though to be fair I was have a lot of trouble
remembering who I was and where !!! What a pub, they don’t make them like
that any more. |
John Mogg (April 2022) |
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I used to go here all the time as a kid in the
late 80's. My dad played here regularly with Hard Lines, a local Jazz band.
Lots of fond memories. |
John Sinclair (August 2024). |
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David Hendry |
1959 |
In about 1959 I was given, by my uncle David Inches, a
1929 Chrysler which had lain for some years behind this pub. My uncle
had acquired this car several years before. A group of friends from
Portsmouth took me to Burwash to rescue, the car which was always called
Miranda. Is is there anyone around the pub who remembers the
car being there? |
Gary Coombs |
1990 |
I once won a fun run they used to host there and Roger
Daltry gave out the cup. I never got a picture of it and always wondered
if anyone had one or if one existed? |
Rolf Sendt |
1980s |
I used to play the clarinet and
the alto sax in the german jazzband The New Savoy Jazzmen. We had two
hot nights in this pub which i will never forget in the late 1980s. The
Kicking Donkey was a truly gorgeous pub. A shame it has been turned into
a cottage. |
Bob Godfrey |
1973-1980 |
Very enjoyable evenings at this
Pub. Anna and Nelson were great publicans, and organized summer evenings
with tug of war, greasy pole climbs and other events. Nelson played the
organ at weekends |