Mote Park fishing, putting green, model railway and moreMote Park seemed a million miles from where I lived and grew up, it had space not just the size of terraced house back gardens it was huge.
Putting GreenThe Park had a putting green, pretty good fun too and I heard if you were rich you could play something called golf (what the heck was that).
FishingAn older cousin who lived a few streets away took me fishing. I remember this cousin giving me a good clip around the ears because a hearse went past with a body in and I didn’t lift my school cap as a mark of respect (I've only just remembered this I must have a word with him).
I have fond memories of my time spent fishing here even if I didn’t catch much, I still remember the smells and the sounds and the open space that was so unreal. You Shepway people were spoiled rotten having this on your doorstep. County Show
The park was the venue for the county show. I have a confession, in all the times I went to the show I never paid a penny always sneaking under the fence something which only a skinny kid (and I was) could manage.
Rosemary
Maidstone I remember it well: My mother, together with her best friend of 68 years standing, working every year as a waitress at the County Show in Mote Park, for Clacey's Cafe, which was situated towards the top of Week Street. I can remember walking through the park, and trying to dodge both cows and sheep which were allowed to graze therein.
The Mote Cricket Ground
Mote Park the venue for the Mote Cricket Club and at times Kent games as well; I admit I know nothing about the game apart from slogging a few balls about in the bomb site behind our house in Brewer Street. I am sure that in the future someone will show what a plebeian I am and write something pretty swish about it though.
The Mote Skating rink
I do remember skating over the lake one year while still at school. There were dozens and dozens of people young and old just playing on the ice. Thinking back it would have been a disaster of it had cracked. Can anyone remember the year though?
Spooky
I remember a couple of the lads from our school who were extremely keen on fishing being in the news when they dragged a dead body out of the lake. Thinking back they must have been scared stiff, glad it wasn't me that found it.
A story of scouting police and old ladies
phillip wood Maidstone I remember it well: Rosemary it has been reported in the kent messenger that cows maybe put in mote park this is nothing new as there were always cows or sheep there roaming all over leaving pancakes and currants behind spoilt many a romantic evening Oh Yes Phillip
First Name: phillip wood Maidstone I remember it well: skating on the lake in mote park about 1947 and 1962 (drove my car on the ice idiot,mad or both)
Doug Lindsay Maidstone I remember it well: The year of the ice on Mote Park lake was the very bad winter of 1963 when we had sub zero temperatures from New Year till about March. I recall even driving my old car across the lake!!! I was so confident that the ice was thick enough, and it was, luckily!! There were hundreds of people playing and skating on the ice there. That winter was a really cold one, we had rutted ice on the main roads even for weeks on end as the salt and grit just re-froze it was so cold. I also remember the prisoners from Maidstone Jail out in the streets of Maidstone clearing the snow off the pavements, under guard of course!!! There were shortages of everything because all the fields were frozen so no vegetables could be gathered, the trains were all delayed, as were the buses and the outlying villages were cut off completely.
First Name: Elleanne Greycoat Kiribadi Maidstone I remember it well: Ohhhhh, I lived in ye 'ole Maidstone for many years my dear friends, I now live in Kiribadi which is not in Maidstone. My favourite memory from the glorious place that is Maidstone is when the wondrous Radio One event happened in Mote Park which is in Maidstone. What a day!
T.J.(Chip) Carpenter Maidstone I remember it well: Well, not really. Only for the last few decades. However I have have a dearth of myths, memories and mysteries given to us all as we wander around the ever changing open spaces we are able still to enjoy "at no cost to you " . Once upon a time there was form of payment for entering with a car , manually collected and no doubt eventually elfed and safetied to become an expense not an income and thus discontinued . Wotif over the eighty years "we" have owned it , it had been possible to collect the cost of a couple of pints of beer each a year from ourselves, to spend on upkeep and specialist staff employment? Could a numbersmith please hammer out some possible arisings , given that say there were c50,000 Residents in 1930, there are now say c150k, wages were Y and only one percent of the population coughed up? Use the usual RPI'sand Apr and spend half the looted income annually . There might be enough to do the Museum refit. Chip Carpenter . Try this ju-jitsu club 
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