here to join the windsor society now and contact your old friends
5 May 2015
Bob Thompson, you
wouldn't be of the Vulcan Bomber and Trail Bike fraternity by any chance?
John Fisher (H65-68)
only recently 'discovered' this facility on the web site, I have read
through all the messages relating to my time at Windsor. Among these
I read that Sue Finlay (Johnson) had mentioned me in one of her messages.
I would love to make contact with her or anyone who knows her current
whereabouts. I know it's a bit late in the day, but I hope that someone
'out there' can help. I would also, as previously written, like to make
contact with anyone from those times. Thanks to this web site, I recently
successfully made contact with Karl Craddock, and we are now in touch.
Roman Czumaj (H56-58)
13 May 2015
Hello again to all
Windsorites. I haven't posted for a while, but have just spent the last
hour catching up. Trouble is, you end up going further back than you
realise! I still work full time in my own little business, doing surveys
and drawings (still using a drawing board) as a freelance now that I'm
no longer a contractor. Then again, I only work about 8-9 months of
the year and spend the other time at our little apartment in Fuerteventura,
which we bought with the 25 percent pension allowance tax free. Too
hot in the summer though - and plenty of work here. 2 years ago, we
went to Bombay so that I could be at the basalt gateway at 10.00am on
the 28th february - exactly 50 years from the time when the Somerset
Light Infantry marched out of India as the final act of their independnace.
My Dad, being the RSN and organiser of the march out, was the very last
serving soldier to leave. I was 5 weeks old then and thiught it would
be nice to be there at that time. We stayed at the Taj Mahal hotel next
to the gateway - the one that was attacked a few yeras before - wonderful
Place. The under mamnager writes blogs about those times and was fascinated
to hear about my Dad and asked us to have tea with him. I was able to
solve a mystery for him. Apparently, the Infantry arrive before they
were supposed to and had to go back and march again. I explained that
The SLI had a faster marching pace than any other Infantry and, if the
route had been orgainised using a standard "pacing Stick",
it would have been too slow! He was happy to have solved the mystery
and added it to his blog. Greetings to all Sandies of the early sixties,
John Bartlet (S62-63)
PS - Further to
my post regarding my trip to Bombay, it should read 65 years of course
- not 50. The year was 1948, the year I was born - good year that!
20 May 2015
I keep having little
"incidents" popping into my head about my time at WBS.
I was unable to go home during one of the half-term holidays, and remember
how well those of us that remained at school were looked after by the
Amongst our "activities", we went on a coach trip to some
fantastic caves, although the precise location escapes me, and went
to see some glass blowers at work.
With very limited funds, I didn't quite have enough money to buy the
item that I wanted to get for Mum for Christmas, so one of the Masters
stepped in with the difference, and wouldn't take no for an answer.
Just to say that Mum loved her hand made glass swan, and it had pride
of place on her ornament shelf right up until she departed this world.
I would just like to express my sincere thanks to the Master that made
this possible, and I am just sorry that I cannot recall his name.
Jim Rafferty (M60-63)
21 May 2015
Just reading the
posts after being away for a long while. I sadly read about Janet Carr,
Matron Caernarvon House, 1979 who passed July 2014. I do remember her
most dearly, lovely lady. Many a time she would sit in our dorm with
Barry Gibson , Clif Walker and myself and whoever else felt like popping
in to enjoy a chat.
popped by with her husband last week to visit my family in Singapore
on her way to Vietnam to catch up with one of her little boys, doing
an internship in Hanoi teaching youngsters English.
Good to see lots
of names from the past.
Martin Potts (C76-79)
23 May 2015
Hi Jim, The chances
are that you visited the DECHENHOHLE caves near Iserlohn.
We made a school trip there in the 1950s. I can't remember now if it
was a House trip or a Geography outing. Geoff
24 May 2015
Came across this
while looking for photos. So many names bringing back memories, can't
believe how close we became and yet so easy to lose touch over the years.
I went to the Newbury reunion many years ago but remember feeling I
hadn't achieved what others had. Looking back now though, should have
had more confidence. Often remember people, particularly the Laarbruch
Jenny Pain (nee
25 May 2015
Hi Geoff, you are
spot on! You jogged my failing memory by naming the caves, and it was
the Dechenhohle Caves, close to Iserlohn.
Thank you for refreshing this old memory for me :)
My experience of arrival at WBS is still firmly embedded in my organic
HDD, but other files have gradually been erased over time ;)
Jim Rafferty (M60-63)
24 May 2015
I was so excited
when I was handed my very first Passport, at the tender age of 10 3/4,
just prior to my first trip from Herentals in Belgium, to WBS in Hamm.
The journey involved a bus ride across the Belgian border into Holland,
then a stop at the "Halfway House", a Dutch cafe/restaurant
just outside Venlo, near the German border.
The next border crossing into Germany took us to a railway station to
board the WBS/WGS Express, not quite the "Hogwarts Express",
but just as exciting :)
I can still remember me alighting from the train at Hamm railway station,
clutching my small suitcase and satchel, feeling quite bewildered, waiting
to be "sorted" (into WBS and WGS groups), and the bus trip
to the school.
We had already been allocated our House Numbers, so we were directed
to our respective dorms to unpack and rest, before being taken to the
dining room for afternoon tea.
This was when we were shown to what would become our regular places,
with me being seated to the left of a delightful German lady, who introduced
herself by name (regrettably, I cannot recall her name), and the title
The next stage of our induction, was to be taken on a tour of the school,
with important places, such as the Tuck Shop, Swimming Pool, and Sports
Fields featuring heavily in my memories.
Finally, after ascending and descending what seemed to be endless staircases
to and from various classrooms and laboratories, we were taken to the
School Hall, where we were introduced to the Teaching and Admin Staff
by the Headmaster.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, we were, once again, taken
to the Dining Room, where we were required to use our memory in order
to find our places for Dinner.
That day had such an impact on me that I can still remember it in great
detail to this day, with, I must add, great affection.
I absolutely adored my time at WBS, despite the occasional taste of
the dreaded slipper for my transgressions of school rules.
A wonderful place that I am so happy to have attended :)
Jim Rafferty (M60-63)
26 May 2015
Just a quickie for
Jim Rafferty. I do not recall you at all but for the sheer fact you
lived in Herentals. We also lived in Herentals. Maybe you may have some
recollection of either myself, brothers Roy and Paul.
Peter Robertson (B63-66)
29 May 2015
Yes Peter, I do have a vague
recollection of you and your brothers, although you arrived at the tail
end of our stay in Herentals, so we didn't manage to get very well acquainted.
As we lived in Veldstraat, in a hiring, we didn't really get to know
many of the local forces families very well.
My brother Tom, sadly R.I.P., and I, were both in the Herentals Cubs
& Scouts during our stay there, and spent a lot of our free time
playing on the big field at the end of our street (which has now been
developed into houses), and by the canal.
Jim Rafferty (M60-63)
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