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01 Oct 2013
I've been reading
through the last few months here, it's brought back many fond memories.
My worst memory was standing on the road outside Caernarvon house at
the end of spring in my last term, knowing that I would never return.
I remember it well, it was a sunny day! I spent my last bit of pocket
money in the shop across the road, finally speaking in German! Great
Jon Cressey (C74-77)
02 Oct 2013
Very much enjoyed the Film night incidents, doesn't matter how old you
are, Farts are still funny.. So what's the Guitar story..? Mr Capey..
Do you remember running the 'Bookbinding' club? I cannot remember whether
it was an 'Activity' or a 'punishment' but I think it was in a basement
room in one of the House blocks. We would rejuvenate Library Books (what
did those Boys do to them...) with lots of PVA and TakiBak (Sticky backed
plastic..) and sandpapering the edges.. I quite enjoyed it and I still
have the framed qualification I made and you signed.. and would you
believe it.. I went on to never do any book repairs again.. Isn't that
strange.. It was probably us who ruined those valuable books mentioned
earlier.. Ooops Sorry..An earlier post about stitching school scarves
together got me thinking about how we managed to abuse the school uniform.
I remember getting away with black elephant cord trousers for almost
a term and 'Charcoal' shirts and a red woven Tie.. If only I had expended
as much effort into my school-work.. Ah well, off to Adult Ed..
02 Oct 2013
To Susanne Dipper.
Hi Susanne, Wow, no idea I would see a link so soon - 37 years on! Out
of sheer curiosity, a few years ago I 'Googled' Steven and saw his Linkedin
profile, but did not make contact - had no idea he would be linked to
Facebook, but I see that my thoughts are quite to the contrary: hope
you will not mind, that I had a quick peek at your Facebook page, via
the Windsor page, and was really touched to see a picture of you and
Steven plashing around on a lilo with your Father - Cyprus perhaps?
Did you ever hear the story about my Mother, Renate, getting herself
arrested whilst shopping for bread during a curfew? I believe my Dad
was recalled from Nicosia and had to bail her out of the Cypriot prison.
I have no idea whether that is really is true, though she swears it
is true, but it makes for a good story. thank you so much for your reply,
and my best wishes to your parents.
03 Oct 2013
OK Martin Chamberlain
you asked for it, here's "The Tale Of Handing In Guitars,1964 AKA
The Revolting Pupil."
It's a bit long
winded - sorry. Whitsun Fete 1964 I won the Supa Dupa record player
as 1st. prize in the raffle. I immediately sold this and with the cash
I bought my first electric guitar, a solid body Framus. Obviously, this
guitar came back to school with me and was used unamplified and quietly
in the dorm when I could. There were a few others in my dorm with guitars
and a couple more in the house, too. Anyhow, one evening at roll call
Mr. Cutler (housemaster) arrives and orders, with no warning or discussion,
that all guitars are to be handed in to the study and we would only
be able to retrieve them on Saturday mornings to play for a few hours
and then they had to be returned to study custody until the following
Saturday. The reason given was that we were disturbing those who were
doing school work. So, the rest handed in their guitars but I refused
on the basis that it was an unamplified solid guitar that made no noise,
didn't disturb anybody outside the dorm and it was a stupid order anyway.
A heated discssion then to took place, one to one in the study, where
I was threatened with a caning if I disobeyed and that my guitar would
be removed from the dorm and transferred to the study when I was at
breakfast the following morning. This really hacked me off and I told
Mr. Cutler that if he did remove my guitar without my permission I would
construe it as theft and I would take action accordingly (arrogant little
b***er that I was). No more was said and I left the study in a huff.
All the other guitars had been handed in. Next morning I got back from
breakfast fully expecting my guitar to have moved to the study but,
surprisingly, it was still on top of the wardrobe in the dormitory.
Hooray , I'd won! Then after evening roll call I'm called to the study
again to be confronted by Mr. Cutler and Mr. Hodgson, deputy bonce.
We go through the same palaver all over again, but this time Mr. Hodgson
asked me to think it all through carefully. I told them there was nothing
to think about and was dismissed. Hooray, I'd won again! Two days passed
with nothing said or done but out of some sense of fair play I suppose,
I didn't play the guitar although it was still in my posession. Then
it happened - after evening roll call on the fifth day I was called
to the study again. I knocked and entered to find Mr. Cutler, Mr. Wiley
(headmaster), Mr. Hodgson and my Father,in battledress uniform straight
from an exercise at Hohne ranges, waiting for me. No preliminaries -
my Father looked me directly in the eye and asked me, I stress - asked
me, to go and bring my guitar and deposit it in the study now, please.
You do not argue with a 27 year served Scottish BSM so I collected the
guitar and gave it to Mr. Cutler on the proviso that it would not be
played or damaged whilst it was in custody. Apart from me being thanked
by Mr. Wiley no more was said and I was dismissed. I'd lost! My reasons
for the climb down? 1) Always obey your Father - he might not explain
his logic but I knew damn well that his experience and decision making
always led to the right outcome. 2) I was asked, not ordered and 3)
It was getting bl**dy serious for my father to be called off exercise
to deal with me, because at the time the Army used to look at this type
of situation and conclude that if the father could not control his own
son, how was he expected to control his troops?
Final outcome -
the handing in of guitars lasted another two weeks and we then returned
to normal. I was branded as being a rebel, not a hero. On Mr. Fulfords
arrival as housemaster a few months later I was promoted to be a house
monitor "to see if a little responsability would help change my
attitude". It seemed to help and no more was said about the episode.
An episopde of which, at the age of 64 years, I look back on with no
pride whatsoever and wish I could apologize personally to all involved.
Malcolm Graham (E60-65)
04 Oct 2013
I was intrigued
by Martin Chamberlain's recollection of the bookbinding club in the
1960's. It was part of the after-school Activities programme and as
I recall was often over-subscribed. It began in Room 13 which we shared
with a chess club run by Bill Greer - (who successfully combined this
activity with his devoted attention to Caernarvon House administrative
paperwork.) Its popularity meant a move to a cellar under a house block
where it went into full production. It was not, however, the library
which became our main supplier, but Geoff Hern's Maths Department. We
must have been fairly successful in our efforts, because piles of Maths
books arrived almost weekly at the cellar door. And Geoff Hern never
complained! I admit that neither Johnnie Walker (who helped run the
club - he was Head of Science at the time) nor myself had any real knowledge
about the art of binding books. Together with our students we were all
learning together. I think I got one or two pointers from my wife's
mother, who at the time was working in the trade for the Oxford University
Press.But neither Johnnie Walker nor myself, or Martin, continued in
an occupation which genuinely enthused up to 20 students every Tuesday
afternoon. But there's another question. Why were we doing it at all,
when the school had plenty of money? New books could easily have been
purchased. Those perhaps on the left of the political spectrum ,such
as Geoff Hern(?) or myself, could denounce the whole project as slave
labour. Or perhaps not. It was certainly fun!
Mike Capey (C63-70)
10 Oct 2013
10th October 2013
- World Mental Health Day - Focus on dementia and depression in the
elderly. None of us are getting any younger - has anybody taken part
in /or aware of any interesting events that have taken place in relation
to this? - Isabella
iZZZi Forbes (E72-75)
11 Oct 2013
I seem to have
lost contact with Maureen Schulenburg,the last I heard from her was
that she had had an accident.is there anyone else in contact with her.we
have been contacting for a few years,but not heard at all for some time.regards
14 Oct 2013
To John Cressey,
Hi I still have all the photo's you acquired from the display board.
the Thwarting of Baron Bolligrew.
19 Oct 2013
'THE THWARTING OF
BARON BOLLIGREW' by Robert Bolt (very famous for his play of 'A MAN
FOR ALL SEASONS' !) An excellent production for WBS because I think
that the only birds in the drama are of the feathered variety ! I could
be wrong but I think that this great show was the product of Les Backhouse
(HOD ENGLISH at this time). Cheers Colin H. (Teacher impressions at
WGS 1974- 1 979)
28 Oct 2013
Hi All, can anyone
tell me what the festival was called when you got either chocolate or
twigs in your shoes? And what date was it held on please? Cheers. iZZZi
iZZZi Forbes (E72-75)
28 Oct 2013
In Answer to the
question just asked by Izzzi, I believe it was St. Nicolas day, 6th
December. If my memory serves me well, if you were good you got chocolate,
if not, twigs...Pat
29 Oct 2013
Richard and Colin
from WBS in the 1970s - we also did Thwarting of Baron Bolligrew at
WGS in about 1967 - Our Padre did the voice of the dragon, and I designed
the set and did the lighting as I was doing Theatrical Design for A
level Art :-) I still have the programme
Pamela Ross (StJ63-68)
30 Oct 2013
Yes, Pamela Ross. Just one small point- I was a teacher
at WGS and merely commenting on the WBS production of BOLLIGREW.
Colin Hawthorne (M74-79)
30 Oct 2013
Hi again, these pics of TTOBB
there is a load of them with the girls and lads in on the act a few
faces to remember maybe, it took place at the wbs from what I remember.
anyone interested in seeing them in the photo section?
Richard Nicholson (C76-77)
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