A place for ex students, or their families, to meet up with other ex students from Peter Symonds' School, Winchester, to share memories, stories and photos
21 January 2011
Kelso
I hope everyone managed to hear the BBC radio show about Baroness Mary Warnock during the week. The show's title was "The House I Grew Up In" and described her childhood in Winchester. And the house she grew up in is now better known as Kelso House.
aaah Kelso House...the prefect with the ruler who came to the top dorm in the winter of '61 every night when the snow was outside, and ensured the sash window was a ruler width open, the rule that we could only have cold water to wash in, in winter, the v difficult housemaster with his frosty wife and their powder blue Morris Minor, the sick bay with only a radio to comfort you when stuck in there with something like measles, having to shine older boys' shoes, but the great great matron - the queue of lads waiting for her to treat our verukhas....a dining room so cold in winter with no heating that the spoon stood up in the marmite at tea - having my haircut whilst watching the TV in the dining/common room ...specifically watching Yuri Gagarin become the first man in space...learning to drink hot milky coffee really hot, when a sixth former, cos in the evening there were 8 of us but only enough milk for 12 cups ....so if you wanted a second cup, drink up! Big Sausage rolls on Sunday after walking / running from the school hall where movies were projected ...(who chose them cos they never had sex scenes)
Wonderful description, Paul - you're not bitter, are you? I only benefitted from two years of it, but I do remember arriving in Jan '67, and listening to Boris the Spider on whatever record player we had (a Dansette?). Another person who grew up in Kelso was Duncan Wilson, Mary Warnock's brother. He became Sir Duncan... and after a diplomatic career ended up Master of Corpus Christi College, Cambridge. I met him there in '74-6 when I was a post-grad student, and spoke to him on more than one occasion. If only I had known where his little feet had pattered!
I can remember at least one Sunday evening film with sex scenes. As it was 40 odd years ago, I can't remember what it was called, but I think it was about the Mexican war of independence. I'm not sure what Poggo and any other masters were thinking (like how did this slip through). Maybe they had slipped out before the start. Remember the calls of "focus", if the film started out blurred? And the frequent times when the film jumped out of the sprockets?
Ah, magnesium strip. Didn't it burn brightly! Mines all gone though. It was often more fun to sneak around the school than watch a film. Hardly anything was locked, and this was before the days of CCTV of course.
aaah Kelso House...the prefect with the ruler who came to the top dorm in the winter of '61 every night when the snow was outside, and ensured the sash window was a ruler width open, the rule that we could only have cold water to wash in, in winter, the v difficult housemaster with his frosty wife and their powder blue Morris Minor, the sick bay with only a radio to comfort you when stuck in there with something like measles, having to shine older boys' shoes, but the great great matron - the queue of lads waiting for her to treat our verukhas....a dining room so cold in winter with no heating that the spoon stood up in the marmite at tea - having my haircut whilst watching the TV in the dining/common room ...specifically watching Yuri Gagarin become the first man in space...learning to drink hot milky coffee really hot, when a sixth former, cos in the evening there were 8 of us but only enough milk for 12 cups ....so if you wanted a second cup, drink up! Big Sausage rolls on Sunday after walking / running from the school hall where movies were projected ...(who chose them cos they never had sex scenes)
ReplyDeleteWonderful description, Paul - you're not bitter, are you? I only benefitted from two years of it, but I do remember arriving in Jan '67, and listening to Boris the Spider on whatever record player we had (a Dansette?).
ReplyDeleteAnother person who grew up in Kelso was Duncan Wilson, Mary Warnock's brother. He became Sir Duncan... and after a diplomatic career ended up Master of Corpus Christi College, Cambridge. I met him there in '74-6 when I was a post-grad student, and spoke to him on more than one occasion. If only I had known where his little feet had pattered!
Do you have details of this program Bernard - I can't find it in the Radio Times
ReplyDeleteI can remember at least one Sunday evening film with sex scenes. As it was 40 odd years ago, I can't remember what it was called, but I think it was about the Mexican war of independence. I'm not sure what Poggo and any other masters were thinking (like how did this slip through). Maybe they had slipped out before the start. Remember the calls of "focus", if the film started out blurred? And the frequent times when the film jumped out of the sprockets?
ReplyDeleteI still have a strip of magnesium ribbon, pilfered from, I think The Lecture room, during one of the less engaging Sunday films.
ReplyDeleteAh, magnesium strip. Didn't it burn brightly! Mines all gone though. It was often more fun to sneak around the school than watch a film. Hardly anything was locked, and this was before the days of CCTV of course.
ReplyDeleteTo markandrewha - I'm out here in Santa Barbara and can't listen to regular radio shows so I downloaded it from the BBC website.
ReplyDeleteI was incarcerated in Kelso House for 1 year 64/65 I think. Not a good time for me but I used to like the fried bread at Sunday breakfast I think!
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