29 December 2002
Visit to Hurn Airport - RAF section of CCF
Visit to Hurn Airport - RAF section of CCF
23 December 2002
Merry Christmas!
Merry Christmas!
11 December 2002
Merry Christmas, and other things!
Dear Nostalgia Corner member,
I’d like to wish you all a happy Christmas and invite you to visit the site if you haven’t done so lately. There has been a steady if slow stream of contributions from members and lately a new feature has been added, the obituaries of some of the masters -- George Pierce, John Cooksey, Harold Perkins and Paul Woodhouse, taken from a recent edition of ‘The Symondian’. I’d be pleased to have feedback on the new pages and if anyone has similar material to contribute then please feel free to add it.
I recently had an aneurysm repair operation which was wholly successful so I am able to be more active. Three cheers for the NHS. And here I would like to thank Chris Cooper for helping out and volunteering to co-manage the site.
Very best wishes,
Jim Wishart
Merry Christmas, and other things!
Dear Nostalgia Corner member,
I’d like to wish you all a happy Christmas and invite you to visit the site if you haven’t done so lately. There has been a steady if slow stream of contributions from members and lately a new feature has been added, the obituaries of some of the masters -- George Pierce, John Cooksey, Harold Perkins and Paul Woodhouse, taken from a recent edition of ‘The Symondian’. I’d be pleased to have feedback on the new pages and if anyone has similar material to contribute then please feel free to add it.
I recently had an aneurysm repair operation which was wholly successful so I am able to be more active. Three cheers for the NHS. And here I would like to thank Chris Cooper for helping out and volunteering to co-manage the site.
Very best wishes,
Jim Wishart
02 December 2002
Who was I?
Who was I?
FriendsReunited
FriendsReunited
24 November 2002
Seafire
Seafire
25 October 2002
Hello from Canada
Hello from Canada
16 October 2002
Photos from the 70's
Photos from the 70's
10 October 2002
05 October 2002
Winchester Library
I enjoyed the Winchester Cycle Company thread so although it is strictly off topic, please excuse me, maybe someone can swap memories about another Winchester institution, and that is what nostalgia is all about eh?
I was nine years old when the war finished and my brother and I met our father after six years of absence. Our mother had had a rather sheltered life up to that time and we hadn't gone out much, and when my father took us to the library on Jewry Street it was a whole new exciting world. One book that had a very big impression on us was a huge volume, well it seemed like that at the time, one year of National Geographic Magazines bound together, with board covers bound in black leather with gold lettering. And the most memorable articles were about Professor Auguste Piccard's adventures in the stratosphere in a balloon, and in the depths of the sea in what I think is called a bathyscape. Many beautiful pictures of the weird creatures living there. And another volume introduced us to dinosaurs.
Did anyone else see those books?
best regards,
Winchester Library
I enjoyed the Winchester Cycle Company thread so although it is strictly off topic, please excuse me, maybe someone can swap memories about another Winchester institution, and that is what nostalgia is all about eh?
I was nine years old when the war finished and my brother and I met our father after six years of absence. Our mother had had a rather sheltered life up to that time and we hadn't gone out much, and when my father took us to the library on Jewry Street it was a whole new exciting world. One book that had a very big impression on us was a huge volume, well it seemed like that at the time, one year of National Geographic Magazines bound together, with board covers bound in black leather with gold lettering. And the most memorable articles were about Professor Auguste Piccard's adventures in the stratosphere in a balloon, and in the depths of the sea in what I think is called a bathyscape. Many beautiful pictures of the weird creatures living there. And another volume introduced us to dinosaurs.
Did anyone else see those books?
best regards,
03 October 2002
Making contact
Making contact
24 September 2002
Upper 6th 1971
Upper 6th 1971
12 September 2002
your manager is back
your manager is back
28 August 2002
Football season 65-6
Football season 65-6
26 August 2002
Happy mid-30s.
Way back in 1934, I started at Peter Pips as a scholarship boy travelling daily by train from Eastleigh. I remember an early welcome by Doc Freeman who ran his eye over us and said “ The cream of the brains of the Administrative County of Hampshire? You’re more like the sediment at the bottom”. At that time we had a school war cry to encourage our teams. It went
Ee nick-a-deena deena deena, Ee nick-a-deena dina doh,
Ho, Ho, Hoppity Ho, Pull up your socks the Peters.
While I was there, Doc announced that it was a version of an Australian chant and it lowered the dignity of the school, so he banned its use.
I have very much enjoyed reading all your messages and I was surprised by how many names I remember. CANY was teaching Geography in the end room of the new block of classrooms to the left of the main building. A little way back towards the main building was EO Jones’ lair where he lived with his ‘Alsatian’. I was hopeless at Latin but his Alsatian only bit me once. At that time his Alsatian’s bark was worse than it’s bite. Being a two-inch square section of timber, the ‘footprint’ of its contact was several square inches and so the bite was reasonably gentle.
My next Latin teacher was Cooksey. He taught me very little Latin but he REALLY taught me how to HATE !!!!!! My surname is Br챕haut and Cooksey delighted in grabbing me by the hair and bouncing me up and down on my seat while declining my name. BrayOH, BrayASS, Brayat, Brayamus, Brayatis, Brayant. Printable comments fail me. After a couple of years, I was thrown out of Latin and left to study Physics on my own, supervised by Mr St.John, pronounced Sinjon. My science teacher was Mr Tanner and the skill of those teachers allowed me to do well in the Oxford School Certificate examination.
I remember a teacher who we called Wick, perhaps because he ruled Wick (or was it Wyke) Lodge. He always wore a clerical collar and was reputed to spend much time in the bar of the ‘Jolly Farmer’. I was taught English by EGAP. He was Mr Page and his nickname was his real name spelt backwards. I wonder if CANY was Mr Yates’ initials? Paul Wodehouse was another teacher and we knew of his connection with the ‘Hampshire Chronicle’ and I think his wife may have been its editor. I think that Mr Cozens might have taught us Maths from textbooks that he had had published.
Two other teachers there were real characters. Punch taught German. He was a short stocky man with a very broad cast in his eyes and was reputed to have been a spy in World War I. The optical axes of his eyes seemed to meet at nearly 90 degrees, and we never did discover which of us was being observed. He used to bring an old clockwork gramophone into the classroom and play a German song, Nach Frankreich zogen zwei Granadier by Schumann. We learned and sang this and the quality of our singing was matched only by the abysmal quality of the gramophone. The other teacher was History teacher Dickey Childs. He was very deaf and used his right hand for cupping his ear and for throwing the blackboard rubber. On a scale of 1 to 10 his throwing was rated 9 for velocity but only 3 for accuracy. The class needed good reflexes to survive.
Happy days !
Happy mid-30s.
Way back in 1934, I started at Peter Pips as a scholarship boy travelling daily by train from Eastleigh. I remember an early welcome by Doc Freeman who ran his eye over us and said “ The cream of the brains of the Administrative County of Hampshire? You’re more like the sediment at the bottom”. At that time we had a school war cry to encourage our teams. It went
Ee nick-a-deena deena deena, Ee nick-a-deena dina doh,
Ho, Ho, Hoppity Ho, Pull up your socks the Peters.
While I was there, Doc announced that it was a version of an Australian chant and it lowered the dignity of the school, so he banned its use.
I have very much enjoyed reading all your messages and I was surprised by how many names I remember. CANY was teaching Geography in the end room of the new block of classrooms to the left of the main building. A little way back towards the main building was EO Jones’ lair where he lived with his ‘Alsatian’. I was hopeless at Latin but his Alsatian only bit me once. At that time his Alsatian’s bark was worse than it’s bite. Being a two-inch square section of timber, the ‘footprint’ of its contact was several square inches and so the bite was reasonably gentle.
My next Latin teacher was Cooksey. He taught me very little Latin but he REALLY taught me how to HATE !!!!!! My surname is Br챕haut and Cooksey delighted in grabbing me by the hair and bouncing me up and down on my seat while declining my name. BrayOH, BrayASS, Brayat, Brayamus, Brayatis, Brayant. Printable comments fail me. After a couple of years, I was thrown out of Latin and left to study Physics on my own, supervised by Mr St.John, pronounced Sinjon. My science teacher was Mr Tanner and the skill of those teachers allowed me to do well in the Oxford School Certificate examination.
I remember a teacher who we called Wick, perhaps because he ruled Wick (or was it Wyke) Lodge. He always wore a clerical collar and was reputed to spend much time in the bar of the ‘Jolly Farmer’. I was taught English by EGAP. He was Mr Page and his nickname was his real name spelt backwards. I wonder if CANY was Mr Yates’ initials? Paul Wodehouse was another teacher and we knew of his connection with the ‘Hampshire Chronicle’ and I think his wife may have been its editor. I think that Mr Cozens might have taught us Maths from textbooks that he had had published.
Two other teachers there were real characters. Punch taught German. He was a short stocky man with a very broad cast in his eyes and was reputed to have been a spy in World War I. The optical axes of his eyes seemed to meet at nearly 90 degrees, and we never did discover which of us was being observed. He used to bring an old clockwork gramophone into the classroom and play a German song, Nach Frankreich zogen zwei Granadier by Schumann. We learned and sang this and the quality of our singing was matched only by the abysmal quality of the gramophone. The other teacher was History teacher Dickey Childs. He was very deaf and used his right hand for cupping his ear and for throwing the blackboard rubber. On a scale of 1 to 10 his throwing was rated 9 for velocity but only 3 for accuracy. The class needed good reflexes to survive.
Happy days !
24 August 2002
Old symondian's october dinner
Old symondian's october dinner
20 August 2002
Hockey - what year?
Anyone want to guess the year this was written in the annual School magazine? Mike
SECOND XI HOCKEY
This season will perhaps be remembered longer than any other, not for the standard of hockey, but rather for the appalling winter. As a result of the latter fewer than half of the original fixtures were played, and of these only three matches were played in the Easter term. However, this was by no means an unsuccessful season. The team lost only two of the ten matches. At last, it seems that there is some pride in playing for what can be called a "Second Eleven", rather than a team of "also rans".
Dimmer kept goal throughout the season and improved as it progressed; although at one or two matches he spent most of the time admiring the surrounding countryside (there being little else for him to do). Renton, at right-back, after finding some difficulty early in the season in stopping the ball, improved steadily and became a very sound back. Biyth proved a strong quick-tackling back and he and Renton soon became a force to be reckoned with, the two of them saving many a dangerous situation. Hammond, at right-half showed himself to be a fast, hard-tackling player, but he could improve his ball distribution. Boardley (when he managed to stay on his feet) proved he was a hard-working and keen centre-half, playing his best against the stronger teams. Winsey, at left-half, completed the defence and proved a strong and boisterous player with a good sense of positioning, though, he tends to wander too far up the field at times. Palmer played at right-wing throughout the season, and had a valuable inside-forward in Tickner, a busy and enterprising player, whose speed proved a valuable asset and bemused many a defence. Buckett, at centre-forward, was consistently good, hitting the ball accurately and hard, (even with his ancient stick) and this ability earned him many fine goals. Tredray, before being called to the realms of higher service, proved the inspiration of the attack, having excellent ball control and accurate distribution. His place was then filled by McGhie, a player of great ability, with an extremely hard shot; Dark at left-wing completed the attack, and with his sudden bursts of speed, filled a difficult position with success though he should learn more ways of beating his opponents.
However, this was only the regular team, and several others played in one or two matches. Bolt played in all three of the Easter term matches, and with his fearless tackling and enthusiastic approach became a fine asset to the defence; Stephenson, at the start of the season, played hockey of high quality. The fact that, in all the years he has played school hockey, he has never been on the losing side, is an obvious guide to his ability. Hassall and Malcolmson also played, and for part of the match against the Old Boys, we even had Goater in goal.
With this improvement in school hockey, and with an Under 14 and Colts team, a constant supply of players has at last been realised; and one hopes that, with practice, School hockey will continue to improve in standard
Hockey - what year?
Anyone want to guess the year this was written in the annual School magazine? Mike
SECOND XI HOCKEY
This season will perhaps be remembered longer than any other, not for the standard of hockey, but rather for the appalling winter. As a result of the latter fewer than half of the original fixtures were played, and of these only three matches were played in the Easter term. However, this was by no means an unsuccessful season. The team lost only two of the ten matches. At last, it seems that there is some pride in playing for what can be called a "Second Eleven", rather than a team of "also rans".
Dimmer kept goal throughout the season and improved as it progressed; although at one or two matches he spent most of the time admiring the surrounding countryside (there being little else for him to do). Renton, at right-back, after finding some difficulty early in the season in stopping the ball, improved steadily and became a very sound back. Biyth proved a strong quick-tackling back and he and Renton soon became a force to be reckoned with, the two of them saving many a dangerous situation. Hammond, at right-half showed himself to be a fast, hard-tackling player, but he could improve his ball distribution. Boardley (when he managed to stay on his feet) proved he was a hard-working and keen centre-half, playing his best against the stronger teams. Winsey, at left-half, completed the defence and proved a strong and boisterous player with a good sense of positioning, though, he tends to wander too far up the field at times. Palmer played at right-wing throughout the season, and had a valuable inside-forward in Tickner, a busy and enterprising player, whose speed proved a valuable asset and bemused many a defence. Buckett, at centre-forward, was consistently good, hitting the ball accurately and hard, (even with his ancient stick) and this ability earned him many fine goals. Tredray, before being called to the realms of higher service, proved the inspiration of the attack, having excellent ball control and accurate distribution. His place was then filled by McGhie, a player of great ability, with an extremely hard shot; Dark at left-wing completed the attack, and with his sudden bursts of speed, filled a difficult position with success though he should learn more ways of beating his opponents.
However, this was only the regular team, and several others played in one or two matches. Bolt played in all three of the Easter term matches, and with his fearless tackling and enthusiastic approach became a fine asset to the defence; Stephenson, at the start of the season, played hockey of high quality. The fact that, in all the years he has played school hockey, he has never been on the losing side, is an obvious guide to his ability. Hassall and Malcolmson also played, and for part of the match against the Old Boys, we even had Goater in goal.
With this improvement in school hockey, and with an Under 14 and Colts team, a constant supply of players has at last been realised; and one hopes that, with practice, School hockey will continue to improve in standard
11 August 2002
Ernie Gladwell
Ernie Gladwell
La vacance
La vacance
10 June 2002
Helping with managing (was: Any volunteers?)
Helping with managing (was: Any volunteers?)
02 June 2002
Reunion
Reunion
01 June 2002
Past Masters
Past Masters
30 May 2002
Tooth cleaning in India
Tooth cleaning in India
22 May 2002
Another Recent Reunion Report
I don’t recall why, but when Nigel Palmer joined this community I clicked on his name and discovered to my amazement that he lives just eight miles from me. We have since been in contact by email and telephone and we met up for lunch at 12.30 on Tuesday 21st May 2002 at ""Finz" a rather smart fish restaurant in Salem, a town situated in between our homes in Massachusetts USA.
Salem is the birthplace of the writer Nathaniel Hawthorne and is a beautiful town with a long maritime tradition and is, of course, one-time home to the notorious "Witch Trials" described in the Arthur Miller Novel "The Crucible" and portrayed by Daniel Day Lewis and Winona Ryder in the movie of the same name.
We had a very enjoyable meal and a couple of beers and talked about our times at Peter Symonds. (we overlapped; Nigel Left in 1951 whereas I left in 1957) such a long time ago. We agreed to meet again.
Peter Churchill
Another Recent Reunion Report
I don’t recall why, but when Nigel Palmer joined this community I clicked on his name and discovered to my amazement that he lives just eight miles from me. We have since been in contact by email and telephone and we met up for lunch at 12.30 on Tuesday 21st May 2002 at ""Finz" a rather smart fish restaurant in Salem, a town situated in between our homes in Massachusetts USA.
Salem is the birthplace of the writer Nathaniel Hawthorne and is a beautiful town with a long maritime tradition and is, of course, one-time home to the notorious "Witch Trials" described in the Arthur Miller Novel "The Crucible" and portrayed by Daniel Day Lewis and Winona Ryder in the movie of the same name.
We had a very enjoyable meal and a couple of beers and talked about our times at Peter Symonds. (we overlapped; Nigel Left in 1951 whereas I left in 1957) such a long time ago. We agreed to meet again.
Peter Churchill
19 May 2002
john lawford, new old boy
come home after a short spell in hospital and I am not fully on line at the
moment.
former friends. Unfortunately I am housebound and partially crippled by a
stroke so my activity as far as the site is concerned would be limited. You
mentioned the interest shown by some of the older lads, well at 73 I guess I
qualify! I left Peter Symonds around 1946. I was a rather puny idiot with
ginger hair and a proven candidate for the Remove and Five 2 General.
with the site and my best wishes to you.
John
I do hope you enjoyed your visit to the wild debauchery of the sinful south
coast and feel none the worse for it!
I would be delighted to be posted on the site if you don't think it would
completely mess up the whole thing but it certainly would be interesting to
know if I am remembered by any of the old gang or just a figment of my own
ageing imagination, you could mention that I was also one of the much
despised Eastleigh train boys.
Thanks for your very speedy reply to my earlier effort.
Very kindly yours
John
john lawford, new old boy
come home after a short spell in hospital and I am not fully on line at the
moment.
former friends. Unfortunately I am housebound and partially crippled by a
stroke so my activity as far as the site is concerned would be limited. You
mentioned the interest shown by some of the older lads, well at 73 I guess I
qualify! I left Peter Symonds around 1946. I was a rather puny idiot with
ginger hair and a proven candidate for the Remove and Five 2 General.
with the site and my best wishes to you.
John
I do hope you enjoyed your visit to the wild debauchery of the sinful south
coast and feel none the worse for it!
I would be delighted to be posted on the site if you don't think it would
completely mess up the whole thing but it certainly would be interesting to
know if I am remembered by any of the old gang or just a figment of my own
ageing imagination, you could mention that I was also one of the much
despised Eastleigh train boys.
Thanks for your very speedy reply to my earlier effort.
Very kindly yours
John
15 May 2002
Recent Class Reunion Report
Recent Class Reunion Report
08 May 2002
Doctor Freeman
Who can tell me more about Dr. Freeman? What was Doc. a doctor of? Was it, as I have always supposed it was, Divinity? He wore a clerical collar and his one class as I recall was Divinity.
Every Friday for five years of my life, Doc would, without fail (I was going to say "religiously") appear in the Lecture Room for about a one hour of lecture, but his subject did not even resemble "Divinity". It was closer I would say now, to Darwin’s Theory of Evolution except that he always maintained that there was no continuity between one form and another; that each improved species appeared spontaneously – maybe that was his message.
Despite the fact that I always felt he had tired of talking to the likes of me, I did enjoy it as, with the aid of a beaten-up old epidiascope, he would lead us on an illustrated walk through the Cretaceous, the Devonian, the Oolitic etc. periods. I can see why Hollywood later latched on to the subject of Dinosaurs! He paused occasionally to lament falling standards of education and literacy – "it is not" he would say (reading the label on the photo) "a Scotch Fir Cone, Scotch is a drink and the Fir is unrelated to the Pine", and to tell us about how he once attended a football match and was so overcome by the crowds that he almost fainted. Apparently. the fellow in front of him turned around and said "What’s the matter mate? – you look as white as a bloody sheet!". I remember quite clearly the wry look he had on his face as he told us that one.
Does anyone know any more about our erstwhile headmaster, does any one have any other reminiscences about "Divinity in the Lecture Room" with Doc?
Peter Churchill
Doctor Freeman
Who can tell me more about Dr. Freeman? What was Doc. a doctor of? Was it, as I have always supposed it was, Divinity? He wore a clerical collar and his one class as I recall was Divinity.
Every Friday for five years of my life, Doc would, without fail (I was going to say "religiously") appear in the Lecture Room for about a one hour of lecture, but his subject did not even resemble "Divinity". It was closer I would say now, to Darwin’s Theory of Evolution except that he always maintained that there was no continuity between one form and another; that each improved species appeared spontaneously – maybe that was his message.
Despite the fact that I always felt he had tired of talking to the likes of me, I did enjoy it as, with the aid of a beaten-up old epidiascope, he would lead us on an illustrated walk through the Cretaceous, the Devonian, the Oolitic etc. periods. I can see why Hollywood later latched on to the subject of Dinosaurs! He paused occasionally to lament falling standards of education and literacy – "it is not" he would say (reading the label on the photo) "a Scotch Fir Cone, Scotch is a drink and the Fir is unrelated to the Pine", and to tell us about how he once attended a football match and was so overcome by the crowds that he almost fainted. Apparently. the fellow in front of him turned around and said "What’s the matter mate? – you look as white as a bloody sheet!". I remember quite clearly the wry look he had on his face as he told us that one.
Does anyone know any more about our erstwhile headmaster, does any one have any other reminiscences about "Divinity in the Lecture Room" with Doc?
Peter Churchill
22 April 2002
Try these websites!
Try these websites!
welcome to nigel palmer
Dear Jim,
Thank you for your welcome .I'm sorry I don't remember you either. I only remember a few people- Reynolds and Rickman who were classics .They were smart -went to Oxford and I expect did well. Also BRD Stone-chemistry and of course-Paddy Hine. He beat me in the tennis singles finals in 1951.I met him a few years later at an RAF base.He was a flight instructer and I was in the RAFVR. The next time Isaw him was on TV during the Gulf war-head of the RAF! Of course we're all retired now! Nigel Palmer
[I remember a Harry Rickman who was with me at Western School primary and figures in the London outing photograph on that site, click here Jim Wishart]
welcome to nigel palmer
Dear Jim,
Thank you for your welcome .I'm sorry I don't remember you either. I only remember a few people- Reynolds and Rickman who were classics .They were smart -went to Oxford and I expect did well. Also BRD Stone-chemistry and of course-Paddy Hine. He beat me in the tennis singles finals in 1951.I met him a few years later at an RAF base.He was a flight instructer and I was in the RAFVR. The next time Isaw him was on TV during the Gulf war-head of the RAF! Of course we're all retired now! Nigel Palmer
[I remember a Harry Rickman who was with me at Western School primary and figures in the London outing photograph on that site, click here Jim Wishart]
21 April 2002
20 March 2002
Girls at the school and other stories
Thanks for the message. I can't remember how I first came across the list - I think was invited, but couldn't log in because I'd forgotten my Microsoft Passport password. So many of the flippin' things!
My family has quite a long association with Peter Symonds'. I went there between 64 and 70 and my brother, Ian, was part of what I think was the last full intake in 71. More controversially, my mother attended between 45 and 48 when Doc Freeman was Head, Priestland taught chemistry, Tanner taught physics and Pongo Cox taught biology. Pongo was still teaching when I was in the 6th, and lived across the road from us in St Cross. My grandfather was a governor for many years, and also served on the Education Authority. When he died, a memorial service was held in the Cathedral and it was a bit of a kick to be welcomed by the Headsmaster ('Jake' Ashurst) and ushered to my seat by the head boy.
Yes, I enjoy browsing the messages. Some things bring back memories. I remember being taught by Mike Batt's mum for a short while. I also remember him breaking a wrist, I think it was, at sports day. A year or two later and again at sports day, he caused quite a commotion, turning up in a flash car with a flash suit and a flash girl (or two)!
I never thought I'd want to remember those days!
Regards,
Robert (Bob) Crocker
Mum came to Peter Symonds' to study science because she wanted to be a doctor - not very fashionable for women in those days - and St. Swithuns didn't offer the science. Obviously Grandfather was able to pull some strings, which helped. Many years later, Mother and Father attended the meeting for parents of prospective pupils when I was due to join. During Mr. Ashurst's address, he assured parents that 'Peter Symonds' is a boys school. Always was a boys school, always will be a boys school' (which was disproved in Mr. Ashurst's own reign, as there were two or three girls in the sixth form during my time). This assertion caused a little amusement on the platform behind him, because at least two masters (Pongo Cox and Tom Pierce) were teaching at the school when Mother was there, and one or two more were pupils at the time.
Girls at the school and other stories
Thanks for the message. I can't remember how I first came across the list - I think was invited, but couldn't log in because I'd forgotten my Microsoft Passport password. So many of the flippin' things!
My family has quite a long association with Peter Symonds'. I went there between 64 and 70 and my brother, Ian, was part of what I think was the last full intake in 71. More controversially, my mother attended between 45 and 48 when Doc Freeman was Head, Priestland taught chemistry, Tanner taught physics and Pongo Cox taught biology. Pongo was still teaching when I was in the 6th, and lived across the road from us in St Cross. My grandfather was a governor for many years, and also served on the Education Authority. When he died, a memorial service was held in the Cathedral and it was a bit of a kick to be welcomed by the Headsmaster ('Jake' Ashurst) and ushered to my seat by the head boy.
Yes, I enjoy browsing the messages. Some things bring back memories. I remember being taught by Mike Batt's mum for a short while. I also remember him breaking a wrist, I think it was, at sports day. A year or two later and again at sports day, he caused quite a commotion, turning up in a flash car with a flash suit and a flash girl (or two)!
I never thought I'd want to remember those days!
Regards,
Robert (Bob) Crocker
Mum came to Peter Symonds' to study science because she wanted to be a doctor - not very fashionable for women in those days - and St. Swithuns didn't offer the science. Obviously Grandfather was able to pull some strings, which helped. Many years later, Mother and Father attended the meeting for parents of prospective pupils when I was due to join. During Mr. Ashurst's address, he assured parents that 'Peter Symonds' is a boys school. Always was a boys school, always will be a boys school' (which was disproved in Mr. Ashurst's own reign, as there were two or three girls in the sixth form during my time). This assertion caused a little amusement on the platform behind him, because at least two masters (Pongo Cox and Tom Pierce) were teaching at the school when Mother was there, and one or two more were pupils at the time.