| A little group of us came from just over
the border in Leyton. We used to walk across the fields (alas, now bricks and
mortar,) from Boundary Road to Queens Road. The Railway, known as the Tottenham
and Forest Gate line, had just been opened, and the estates of Grove house and,
Grosvenor Park House been sold.
Grosvenor Park House was later opened as
a school which we looked upon (and down on) as a rival. The boys wore a silver
shield on their caps; when we met them we used to whistle or sing "Who are
these like stars appearing?" They must have laughed, as in those days we wore a
cap with a big red star all over the top!
.Among our Leyton lot was Bob Howe who, I
think, went to Christ's Hospital and later became a singer. He and his sister
Cissy, a High School girl, made a number of gramophone records before the
1914-1918 war. He sang at our last dinner in 1914. No one seems to know what
became of him. We thought our playground was large, but by modern standards
it was like a handkerchief. We used to play a game called ''Bull-Dog" which
most of the chaps joined in. It consisted of two bases at opposite corners and
a chosen few players in the centre. The game was to run from one base to
the other without being caught. If caught we were crowned with three pats (?)
on the head to a doggerel verse and joined the catchers. If you could keep your
hands on your head crowning was impossible, so it was a common sight to see
half a dozen chaps, hanging on to one to try to pull his hands off. When too
many were out there was a cry of "All in !" and we started all over again.
There were a lot of points-such as rescue squads, etc. which I haven't space to
go into; it was rough, but good fun. Another game was "Jump Willie Wagtail"-a
leap-frog game played against a wall. I wonder if anyone remembers it? In
the Chemistry Lab. there was a glass-fronted cupboard built into the wall where
sulphuretted hydrogen was made. After the experiment was finished the gas was
let out at the back. Did it 'hum'? Thousands of bad eggs! Talking of
smells, does anyone remember Gillard's Pickle factory opposite? I never smell
pickles without thinking of the Autumn Term when we inhaled pickles all
day. One afternoon certain of the fifth or sixth forms, gave a concert and
those who liked to buy a ticket for a small sum went. I think it was on a
school afternoon but might have been after four o'clock. It was very amusing. I
can't remember the cast except that it included Temple, and no doubt Griggs who
was pianist. I had a photograph of the party; I wonder if anyone else has a
copy? It would be interesting in The Monovian. The morning after Mr.
Gladstone died we all assembled in the Big Room, heard a discourse on him, then
had to write an essay about him. At other times we assembled for a Spelling Bee
or Mental Arithmetic (which I loathed !). My word! When I read of all the
activities in the present school, and compare them with ours! We didn't know we
were alive. There was no sports field attached to the school. There used to be
football and cricket at Wadham Lodge, but not being interested in either I had
no social life at school. How different are things now. It might be of
interest to compare our school life (as I can remember it) with today's. On
assembling the roll was called; we answered "Adsrum": then a hymn and prayers
were taken by Mr Allpass or Mr. Spivey, after which we dispersed to our
respective form rooms. Our form master took us in nearly all subjects, so
we mainly had the teaching of one master. We, that is the Lower Fifth (of
which I was an ornament or otherwise), used to go to Mr. Prowse for geometry
and chemistry. We went into the Lecture Room under 'Beaky ' for drawing (don't
I remember the cones, cubes and spheres!). Physics was always taken by the
master of the three lower forms. Woodwork was taught by a Mr. Ingleby, one of
the best. For P.T. we had an instructor from outside the school. Does
anyone remember the commercial form? We were supposed to train for a business
career. Same hope ! I was one of the 'bright ones' in it. I heard it was
abolished soon after I left school. I could, recount a lot, but least said
about that the better !
H. M. LANSDELL. |