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Brogdale
Coordinates: 51°18′00″N 0°52′00″E / 51.299999°N 0.866667°E / 51.299999; 0.866667
Brogdale is a hamlet in Kent, England, located beside the M2 motorway 2 miles (3.2 km) south of Faversham. It is one of several hamlets making up the civil parish of Ospringe and is in the Borough of Swale.
It was once called by the ancient name of 'Brokedale'. This name comes from the family of John de Brokedale, who resided in the district. In 1734, the parish was owned by Mr. John Knowler, the Mayor of Faversham.
On 10 August 2003 the temperature reached 38.5 °C (101.3 °F) here, a record for the United Kingdom.
Brogdale Farm is home to the National Fruit Collection, one of the largest collections of fruit trees and plants in the world. Over 2,040 varieties of apple, 502 of pear, 350 of plum, 322 of cherry and smaller collections of bush fruits, nuts and grapes are grown here in 150 acres (61 ha) of orchards.
Brogdale Farm has been the home of Faversham miniature railway since 2001.
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by Metric
Parkdale
by: MetricSquare in the face
Sony spacecraft
Hovering over like a third eye
Why am I hovering over myself
I'm flipping out in the magazine neighborhood
It's just like everybody said you would be greased
I should be living
Giving my mind a chance to rewind
And playback beautiful music
I should be living
Giving my mind a chance to rewind
And playback dangerous rhythms
We almost forgot
Every building is a shop
Every person is a shopper
Finally it almost seemed we
Almost forgot
Every building is a shop
Every person is a shopper
Finally
But when we started walking
I was in the nineteen fourties
Simplified the politics
Marveled at the architecture
You were off on camera
Gathering the setting sun
The red brick building tops
Finally it almost seemed authentic
As we headed further west
Into the worst, out of the best
Magazine neighborhood
We saw tall trees
And public enemies
I should be living
Giving my mind a chance to rewind
And playback beautiful music
I should be living
Giving my mind a chance to rewind
And playback dangerous rhythms
We almost forgot
Every building is a shop
Every person is a shopper
Finally it almost seemed we
Almost forgot
Every building is a shop
Every person is a shopper
Finally it almost seemed we
Moved out of the searchlight
Passed under the moonlight
Moved out of the searchlight
Open up and spend the night
We almost forgot
Every building is a shop
Every person is a shopper
Finally it almost seemed we
Almost forgot
Every building is a shop
Every person is a shopper
Finally it almost seemed we
Moved out of the searchlight
Passed under the moonlight
Moved out of the searchlight