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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 stuff!

Jon Cressey (C74-77)

02 Oct 2013

Malcolm Graham.. 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..

Martin Chamberlain (E65-68)

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.

Geoffrey Pickles (E72-76)

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 there anyone else in contact with her.we have been contacting for a few years,but not heard at all for some time.regards george

George Coughtrey (S61-64)

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.

Richard Nicholson (C76-77)

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)

Colin Hawthorne (M74-79)

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

Patrick Docherty (S66-70)

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)