Ah, the Coach House at Farningham – I still cry every day…
The Doc is right – the best club and I consider it a privilege to have been around at the time and involved with it.
I first started going in late 1970 and was instantly hooked, even more so when the Sunday singers nights started.
At various times throughout the seventies I practised there with Hartley Morris (pre Wadard days Don C – good to hear from you, how are things in Scotland?), helped Terry Heaslip behind the bar – serving, not drinking I hasten to add, and being a regular floor-singer.
Regulars of the period would probably know me better as 'Little Dave'. I was foolhardy enough to do a rendition of 'Robin Head' and it became my trademark, or more rather a millstone round my neck, as that was all some people wanted to hear…
Halcyon days.

On a more general historical note, the Coach House itself was the coach house to the Bull, Farningham, a coaching inn on the London – Folkestone road. Apart from housing horse-drawn coaches and folk clubs, it was once a bus garage, housing the first bus that used to ply between Farningham and Dartford.