Archived News/Activities
- Page 14 - Feb thru Mar 2004 -
Archived News/Activities - Page 14 - Feb thru Mar 2004 - |
Lack of space prevents our including the
following items on the main News Page, but here are some interesting
events/comments from the past several months.
Steve Lillyston from Malory School recalls several ex-JRGS teachers... |
I’m an old Malory School pupil. I see we had a number of your masters who kept us in shape from time to time (Mr. Clark, Mr. Warne, etc). But I also see from your list of school masters that you also had a Mr. Sharrock, who joined Malory as Deputy Headmaster in 1963 (I think). He left us in 1965 (half way through our Pure Maths A-Level), and the chap we ended up with was nowhere near as talented as Mr. Sharrock so I failed to learn anything from him, and ended up passing Pure Maths solely on the basis of what Mr. Sharrock taught us. He was a great maths teacher, and was badly missed by us all.
Malory Comprehensive was
built in 1958, based on the knights of the round table, and pulled
together the boys and girls from a couple of schools that were closed
down, as well as new first formers like myself. It was located in South
East London off Downham Way, about a mile from Grove Park railway
station. I was in the second year’s intake, and attended from 1959 to
1966. Mr. Clark was the greatest! He turned me around as a young man, and I’ve a lot to thank him for. Actually, I did thank him last year when I attended a Malory reunion in Bromley. I found Mr. Clark’s address in the phone book and wrote him to invite him to attend the reunion. He attended and, I think, had a good time. We certainly all enjoyed seeing him again. He was in quite good health, despite being in his early Eighties, still living with his wife in Bromley. He used to love to travel, but finds that difficult now at his age. That didn’t stop him getting along to our reunion, though, and enjoying a glass or two of England’s fine ale. He also stopped smoking that awful pipe of his some years ago, for health reasons. Funnily enough, I loved Maths, English and French. I didn’t have the privilege of being taught by Mr. Clark, but I understand he was very good. But I was taught French by Mr. Warne and Maths by Mr. Sharrock, and both were excellent teachers. I now live in New Zealand, where I’ve been most of my adult life (1970-90, 1994-present) with a four-year break between 1990 and 1994 when I lived with my “new” wife in the Santa Cruz Mountains of California. I used to work for Tandem Computers based in Santa Clara (in the heart of Silicon Valley). We’re retired from the computer game, although I help out managing databases and web sites for local organizations and friends, but we also run a small self-contained cottage. (Our site is currently being restored as our server was located in a building that just burnt to the ground, but I’m assured the site will be up and running by tomorrow!) Our home is in Greytown, which is part of the South Wairarapa district of New Zealand, famous for its wines (Pinot Noir, especially). I’m a member of Rotary as well as being involved with a number of other local community organizations. I’m happy for anyone to email me; I’d love to know where Mr. Sharrock is, as I’d like to thank him as well. Steve Lillyston, Greytown, Wairarapa, New Zealand, March 2004; email. Paul Graham (JRGS 1959-66) adds: When I taught in junior schools in the Forest Hill/Catford area of SE London in the mid-Seventies, Malory was one of the secondary schools our pupils used to go to, but I had forgotten its link to JRGS. Nice comments about the ex-staff. I cannot find Hylton Clark's name in my phone book, but if Steve supplies his address I will gladly write to him. |
Mike Briggs supplies images of his grandfather and a fascinating certificate... |
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Further to the audio
clips of my
grandfather, Alfred Leslie Stacey, relatives have now been able to
locate both a copy of a certificate and also a photo.
In downloading
these images you acknowledge your agreement to the following terms,
under which they are made available on this Web site: |
Mike Etheridge (JRGS 1963-65) recalls our strong cricketing heritage... |
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Grant Harrison (JRGS 1959-66) discovers some more Army Cadet Force pictures... |
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Two are of an ACF Colours Ceremony held in the school playground that I described in a previous news item. The pictures are quite remarkable since they show the whole company lined up in front of the school, and then a march past with a full military band leading. I don't think the school would have seen anything like it before or since. The pictures must have been taken by my late father, although the memory of the occasion is pretty dim. The other picture (below left) is of a fishing party on The Thames, circa 1962. Left to right are Michael (Jack) Horner, Roger Taylor and Bob Seward. I still see Bob regularly down on his farm in mid-Devon. We were very good friends. We went camping around Europe a couple of times, with a group of others, and I was his best man in 1970. Click on any image to download a larger version. Grant Harrison, January 2004; email. Robert Seward (JRGS 1959-63) adds: I was aghast when I saw the photo of the 1962 fishing trip that Grant dug out - I can remember the very day. (I actually fell into the river!) |
Martin Loveday (JRGS 1959-66) recalls his post-JRGS musical experiences … |
Many thanks for your unexpected letter [from Paul Graham; ex-JRGS music teacher Ian Butterworth had supplied a contact address]. A lot of the names have a familiar ring about them but I have to admit I'd be hard pushed to put a face to any of them - but I've a terrible memory these days! Some years ago when they closed the school I attended a reunion at John Ruskin - it was organised by some enterprising person (whose name I've forgotten and has now moved to New Zealand, I believe ) who managed to get together most of the members of the football and cricket teams. Mr. Smith (the Sports and Maths teacher) was there - it was a good evening but I'm not sure if all that nostalgia does you any good. After attending the Royal College of Music for four years I got a job in an orchestra in Lisbon, where I also studied the violin for a couple more years with a Russian teacher. On returning to England I got employment with the Royal Philharmonic Orchestra and then the BBC Symphony Orchestra. There followed a spell in Dublin as leader of the Radio Orchestra, and then I rejoined the BBC as leader of the Concert Orchestra. I held this position until May 2000 when I had a bit of an accident with my right shoulder - this forced my retirement from the BBC and from any form of professional playing. I now do a little teaching and coaching at various places (including the Royal College of Music).
About 18 months ago I
surprised myself (and the doctors!) by starting to play tennis again
- something I do regularly now. Although we still live in London we
are hoping to move to the country later this year.
Paul Graham (JRGS 1959-66) adds:
Great to hear from you. You're dead right about putting faces to
names. Mel Lambert and I have been working on this on and off since
we made contact again about two years ago after a 30-year gap, and
still we find it difficult. However, the page on the website for our
1962 5U class might jog a few
memories. Any chance of an up-to-date picture as well? Good news to hear that your accident hasn't meant the end of your music career. Hope the move to the country goes off well. If you ever get a spare moment, a small article on the music scene at JRGS, under Mr. "Spike" Hancock and then Dr. Terry James, would be really valuable. Martin Loveday replies: Just for the record I'm married with one son. I can't help you with info on anyone else from 5U - the only contact I've ever had was when I went to the reunion of the football and cricket teams when they closed the school. The website was a real trip down memory lane. You've done wonders to get it this far. I will send you a snapshot when I've found something suitable (i.e. one that makes me look youngish). Mike Etheridge (JRGS 1963-65) adds: Nice to read Martin Loveday's letter regarding his success in the music industry. Martin played cricket for the Streatham Colts team during the school summer holidays with other Ruskin lads such as Steve Kember, [Colin] Powis and myself in the mid-Sixties. On one occasion when Martin was batting particularly well, one of the cricket managers (Frank Skinner, Snr.) suggested to me it was a shame that Martin was so pressurised by his mum to practice his music, as it probably had a detrimental affect on his cricket progress! Both she and Martin obviously knew what they were doing. I assume that the Bob Seaward mentioned in [a recent email - see above] is the same chap from the U1V Science Alpha class of 1965. I have checked my speech day program for 1965 and his name is not mentioned though. I'm sure I remember Bob as really cheery lad with a laugh almost the equal of Biff Byford's. My brother in law, like Bob, also owns a property in mid Devon. The place used to function as a farm and includes a listed Devon Longhouse, four barns and a couple of fields. (Dare I mention that the Secretary for the Mid Devon Hunt lives next door?) The property is located on Dartmoor just beyond Chagford, a Stannary village. We normally visit the place each year for a holiday. It would be amazing to think that Bob could be mucking out his cow shed and doing all his other chores in the same locality. |
Mike Marsh (JRGS 1949-55) supplies an image of the Ruskin Memorial in Cumbria... |
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Mike Marsh, Great Cornard, Sudbury, Suffolk, February 2004; email. |
Colin Wood (JRGS 1961-68) has reincarnated the old school song... |
While I agree that everybody has done a superb job with the JRGS site, do you know what would make it even better? The music of the school song playing in the background. I have prepared a soundtrack from memory. Let me know what you think, chaps. The original words were written by Mr. G. E. Manning with the accompanying music by Mr. Joseph Norton Hancock. As the March 1948 school magazine reported: "The song is an exhortation; a call to shake off apathy, to capture the faith that inspired men like John Ruskin. Mr. Hancock's music is stirring and spirited, and fits the words admirably." [more] I am still trying to contact Dr. Terry James to see if he has a copy of the music. Meanwhile I had a play around at the weekend, dredging my poor old memory banks, and I produced a recording that I have embedded in the attached Flash Movie file. The original MP3 and WAV files are quite a bit bigger, but I can supply them if anybody wants them - I might redo the recording if I do get the music sometime soon. The music files are the results of a multitrack recording - mainly keyboards but some brass too. The problem is I'm still not sure if it's true to the original score. Perhaps visitors to the site can decide whether it fits with their recollections? By the way, in case anybody is wondering why my website is called Ruskin House and why I have used the Windmill logo, here's the story. I called the house Ruskin House when we moved here partly because of my school connections, partly because the road is called Windmill Avenue, and partly because my late father went to Ruskin College, Oxford (which is just a few miles from here). It all seemed to fit nicely. The Flash file should start to download automatically; there might be a slight delay before you hear and see anything, particularly on slower dial-up connections. (If you do not have access to a suitable Flash Player, visit the Macromedia web site.) Colin Wood, February 2004, email John Cobley (JRGS 1958-65) adds: Quite priceless to have the musical accompaniment! It, of course, intensifies the emotive impact of the song no end.
The one thing I do remember was that when Mr. "Spike" Hancock
played the organ the stops came out for the last verse, and that the very
last line of the last verse was "pumped up" for emphasis; I think that the
entire very last line was repeated with chords in a higher register, to
climactic effect. Do you recall this?
Derek Charlwood (JRGS 1958-64) adds:
Well done on the school song, but does anybody else recall the hymn "God
be in my Head" which, according to my somewhat shaky memory, was sung at
the end of every assembly, often very half heartedly? |
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