Baznotinnotts

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  1. 2 hours ago, Jill Sparrow said:

    Student teacher on placement, name unknown, to the left.

    Not known from, er, that guy with Eve, forget his name. Don't remember any of the teachers, except Mr. G. Chandler, who had a quick and wicked sense of humour and seemed to enjoy being at school. Something to do with 'Duke of Earl', a reference only known by those listening to Luxembourg under the sheets.

    B.

  2. 2 hours ago, philmayfield said:

    I well remember Northleach. There used to be an excellent Little Chef at the crossroads at the bottom of the dip on the Old Fosse. That used to be our breakfast stop on many occasions when we went with the children to Cornwall. I too have Gloucestershire connections on my mother's side of the family. The Malpasses came from Cam. There are still some there to this day. Its one of the few places when tracing my ancestors that I have not yet visited. I think the advent of the railway brought them to Nottingham.

    Yes, used to stop at that Little Chef. I stayed with a Malpass family, who lived at the closed Old Castle Inn in King's Stanley, not far from Cam. when I first moved down. Hurrah for sparrows. There used to be more of them.

    B.

  3. Hi!

    In an idle moment I put my name into Google and was transported to Berridge Road in 1967. Places I have lived in or around Nottingham, from 1967 to 1980, include, Clifton Teacher Training College, Westdale Lane in Mapperley, Alberta Terrace in Sherwood Rise, Holden Crescent and Highfield Road in Nuthall, Trough Road in Watnall and two locations in Eastwood; married at Greasley Church. Then in a moment of madness I went into exile in Gloucestershire. I believe in Brian Clough, the giraffe in Wollaton Hall and a duck called Ehupmi. Sometimes I return, as you may see here, an album on Flickr

    Nottingham and around ...

    as I still have connections.

    Nostalgia may not be what it was, but it's interesting as they do things differently there ...

    Regards, Barry

     

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  4. 14 hours ago, katyjay said:

    Baz, this Ron Watchorn I do believe lived Harby way, not a million miles from Melton. Incidently my eldest son was born in Melton, St Mary's Hospital.

    Yes, that's the hospital I was hatched in, a former workhouse ...

    When at Berridge the other student teacher did not turn up so I took his place on a visit to Nottingham Castle.  I remember there was someone called Mortimer who had a hole, and at one point all the lights were turned off in a cave and it was all very interesting.

     

  5. Lawrence was a pupil at Beauvale, but won a scholarship to N. High School, as in 'In Nottingham that dismal town, where I went to school and college' etc.

    b***ered off to warmer climes as son as possible. Anyway good to meet you again after over 50 years!

    B.

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  6. 14 minutes ago, Jill Sparrow said:

    It's amazing how the staff at Berridge love the place. I revisited last year with several members of this forum and it's still staffed by people who love it.

     

    Those rolls of tinfoil were absolutely lethal and would never be permitted today. We sliced our little fingers on those every Christmas.

     

    What are your memories of Gerald Chandler? He was a tough nut but he and I got on famously. I have a contact who is still in touch with him and I met him again at the 1984 centenary as he was still teaching there.

     

    Could you tell us a little about where you went to college and how you came to be placed at Berridge?

    Fascinating stuff this. I spent my teenage years in Skelmanthorpe in the West Riding, and for no apparent reason decided to teach, so I applied to Clifton as my first choice of college, and in late September 1967, head full of D.H.L. and Alan Sillitoe arrived at Huntingdon Street bus station, for three years of growing up, attending lectures on dead poets and authors, which did not relate to being in a room with forty kids,  watching Forest and generally having a pleasurable time away from reality at a place seen by locals on Clifton estate as a bit of a holiday camp ... until interrupted by teaching practices, which required some genuine hard work.Which school we were sent to was random, but I got up early, caught the South Notts bus, walked across the city,  and boarded one of those lovely green and cream buses on Maid Marion Way to reach my assigned school ...

     

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  7. 1 minute ago, katyjay said:

    Baz, did you have a relation called Ron Watchorn? When we lived In Langar, and next door to a farm, the farmer Tom (and Alice) Page had another farmer Ron Watchorn visit them. 

    Hi K,

    I do not have a direct relation to the Notts Watchorns, but the name seems to have spread from the Leics/Lincs area. I was born in Melton. Perhaps the most famous W. was one Robert who emigrated from Alfreton and after becoming immensely rich through oil endowed his birthplace with a chapel which still stands.

    One of my Flickr sites if interested

    https://www.flickr.com/photos/126488420@N03/

    Regards B.

  8. 9 minutes ago, Jill Sparrow said:

    I have to ask. Are you Barry Watchorn, the student teacher?

    I really enjoyed the short time at the school, and it convinced me I was probably in the right career area. It was Christmas and I picked up some art ideas I used for the next 40 years.  I finally worked out that the foil decorations hanging across the ceiling were what was left after milk bottle tops were punched out. I remember very little about my next practice in a nice little school in Wollaton, but Berridge was very friendly and genuine. 

    I stayed near Nottingham, spending ten years at Greasley Beauvale Juniors, where I met and married the lady with long blonde hair and a mini skirt who was teaching in the classroom next door.

    In 1980 we moved to Gloucestershire and I ended up as acting Head at a small village school, and now aged 71 I'm probably long retired.

    Well done you!

    Cheers, B.

     

     

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  9. Hi Jill!

               Chap on the right here. Can't find the photo, but there I was 19 years old and Berridge was my first taste of teaching in the real world. It was in at the deep end! I DO remember you, a very clever girl called Marion who wanted to be a hairdresser and Doreth Campbell's brother who I took to the eye hospital. And yes I pressed the button too soon.

    Regards, Barry, aged 106.

  10. On 11/7/2016 at 8:27 PM, Jill Sparrow said:

    I'm the good looking, allegedly highly intelligent but sad, child!  ;)

     

    Seriously, grateful thanks once again to my good friend Catfan!

     

    Picture 1. 1967/8.

     

    Back row from left: Kevin Burgin, Martyn Jewers, Roger Lowe, ?, Stephen Binns, Neville Eccles, Dennis MacDonald, Rennival Carruthers, Christopher Holbrook.

     

    Next row: Mr G O Chandler, Trevor Huddlestone, Philip Walker, Winsome Eccles, Yvonne Cutts, Linda Fletcher, Doreth Campbell,Marion Hitchin, Lorraine Seymour, Ann Green, Wendy Matthews.

     

    Next row: Jane Handfield, Jane Humphries, ME!, Deborah Noon, Jennifer Harrison, Susan Parr, Georgina Roebuck, Diana Bradley, Pamela Clayton.

     

    Front row:  Noel James, Michael Brennan, Colin Hudson, Christopher Fox, Steven Tunnicliffe, Adrian Bell, Jeffrey Whyley.

     

    The chap on the right was Barry Watchorn, a student teacher on placement.