Were you at Berridge?


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Through this door...and it's the original, although painted black in my day...I walked with my mum one cold morning early in 1962. I was just 4 years old. The door led to Miss Smith's office and my mu

The junior entrance as it was in 1969.

Sitting on this exact spot, facing the stationery cupboard in Mr Parr's classroom, in spring 1969, I sat my 11+ exam.

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How many Berridge children have secreted themselves inside this niche situated in the playground which fronts the old infant building, hoping to be left behind when the bell rang at playtime's close?  I know I did. Just for old times' sake, hid in there again on Tuesday!

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Berridge School is an impressive building that has stood the test of time. Many schools have been built and demolished during the life of Berridge. Some Nottingham ex pupils unfortunately have no school to visit :(  Of course the heartbeat of a school is it's pupils and teachers and I am proud to say that my old school is vibrant and healthy :biggrin: It was a happy place with the children keen to ask questions and diligently taking notes. The teachers themselves made a difficult job look enjoyable. The children asked about the ethnic mix and religion during my time there and they were obviously aware of how times have changed. This is an Asian area and the classes were mainly of Asian extract. About half the teachers were Asian which helped with any language problems. I sincerely hope that the pupils will look back with pride at their old school and remember how it prepared them for a happy and successful life, as it did for me. 

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Exactly as how schools should be PP. I wish that I'd been available for the visit. Where I lived on Bridlington St , it was a toss up between there and Windley. Luckily, I got in at Berridge, which was nearer.

From what bits I can remember, my short time there was enjoyable. ( 1954 - 56, in the juniors) Then having passed my 11+, I went to FFGS, which I detested.

Thanks Jill for a most enjoyable and inspiring topic. Well done you  :congrats:

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I am indeed, CT. 3rd row back, 4th from the right.

 

For those who weren't able to be there, we have been invited back...because we behaved nicely and thanked everyone for letting us visit.  So, there could be another trip!

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36 minutes ago, Jill Sparrow said:

I am indeed, CT. 3rd row back, 4th from the right.

 

Dare I say,A young looking Elizabeth Taylor lookalike !!!!!

 

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Those big hair bows have made a comeback, Jill.   Our granddaughter has several, as have other girls at her

 school.  These days they clip on instead of tie on

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I met my friend, Jane, at around 10.10 on Tuesday morning outside Berridge. We were slightly early, so walked down to Brushfield Street. As we stood there, a woman came walking along and she turned out to be the girl who is sitting on the other side of me on the 1963 photo!  She still lives in the area. The odd thing was that she hasn't changed. Just looks older! We're all now 61 instead of 5.

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Thinking about the residents of Bobbers Mill Road after my visit a couple of weeks ago, I recalled the North family.  They had two girls, Katherine who was my sister's age, born around 1950 and Maureen who was younger but older than me, possibly born around 1954. Both dark haired and both would have attended Berridge. Letsavagoo might remember Maureen.

 

Tragedy struck when Maureen was 13 and she died. I believe she'd had rheumatic fever or something similar and it damaged her heart. Everyone was very shocked and I remember wondering if I would die when I turned 13!

 

After Maureen's death, the Norths moved to Summerwood Lane in Clifton. That would be around 1967ish. Somewhere, I have a photo of Katherine, Maureen, my sister and I. They were a lovely family.

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Being the interminably nosey creature I am, I've been doing a bit of research into two Berridge headteachers, both of whom were in situ during my time but others may also remember them.

 

Firstly, John William Baugh.  I suspect there's an unpleasant story behind the facts I've found and it has made me feel rather sad because he was a lovely chap and I liked him very much.

 

Born in Nottingham on 27 November 1913 to William Henry Baugh and Margaret Mary Baugh, nee Lynch.

Father was a Nottingham man and mother was born in County Cork, Ireland.  Father was a joiner's's labourer and, in 1911, the family lived at 8 Lamcote Terrace, off Lamcote Street, The Meadows.

 

On 22 September 1923, at the age of 9, John William Baugh was put aboard the SS Regina, bound for Quebec, with the aim of settling there. He travelled alone and his passage was paid for by his father. His destination was the home of a Mrs Lowe of 583 Richard Street, a friend of the family.  Young Baugh was able to read, his religion was given as CofE and, oddly, his nearest living relative in the UK was given as Mrs Alice Baugh, grandmother, of 110 Glapton Street, Nottingham...yet both his parents were still alive!! His father died in 1961 and his mother in 1978, only 2 years before John William Baugh himself.

 

Why on earth was he sent away like this?

 

By 1939, John William was back in the UK, living at 110 Glapton Street with his grandmother.  He was employed as a Tobacco Despatch Clerk and was 25 years old.

 

Baugh's grandparents were, according to the 1901 census, Benjamin Baugh, a leather tresser, born in London and Alice Baugh, born in Newark, Notts. In 1901, they resided at 11 Florence Street, The Meadows.

 

Presumably, conscription into the forces was imminent and after the war, apparently, John William Baugh became a teacher.

 

In 1940, he married Nellie O White but I can find no children.  They lived, at Mr Baugh's death, at 158 Ribblesdale Road in Sherwood.  He died on 23 April 1980 after not much of a retirement.

 

Perhaps he was sent away because he wasn't wanted or perhaps it was because William Henry was not his biological father. Whatever the reason, it wasn't the child's fault and his treatment seems incredibly cruel.


The headmistress of the Berridge Infant School was Miss Evelyn Ada Smith born on 25 December 1905 in Nottingham to George Prew Smith and Kate, nee Wilkinson.

 

In 1911, the family lived at 2 Mosley Terrace, Prospect Street, Radford.  The census shows Evelyn, her sister Beatrice and brother Robert living with their mother Kate, who was of private means. She wasn't a widow but her husband isn't present.

 

I remember the cottages where the family lived, just around the corner from Churchfield Lane. They were very quaint but were demolished many years ago.

 

By 1939, Evelyn was an elementary school teacher, living as a lodger in the house of Mr and Mrs Bish at 102 Shakespeare Street in Nottingham. Mr Bish was a dispensing chemist.

 

Sadly, Evelyn died on 15 March 1968 of cancer. Again, she had virtually no retirement. I recall the announcement being made in assembly.

 

We tend to forget that those who teach us had their own lives, trials and tribulations!

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27 minutes ago, Jill Sparrow said:

In 1911, the family lived at 2 Mosley Terrace, Prospect Street, Radford.  The census shows Evelyn, her sister Beatrice and brother Robert living with their mother Kate, who was of private means. She wasn't a widow but her husband isn't present.

 

I remember the cottages where the family lived, just around the corner from Churchfield Lane. They were very quaint but were demolished many years ago.

 

My grandparents lived on Grimston Road and my grandad's local was The Pheasant on Prospect Street. Where exactly was Mosley Terrace ? It isn't marked on any old maps; I suspect it was the site which became the Player's car park.

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As you turn into Prospect Street from the Churchfield Lane end, there was a row of very old terraced cottages on your left, set back from the road. I'd say they were Victorian or possibly older.  Even as a young child, I was drawn to them because they seemed very picturesque to me.  They were demolished around 1965ish.  Earlier this year, I walked along Prospect Street and stood opposite the site where they stood. It is now built over...and it looked better prior to 1965!

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I've learned something new. This is the late 1920s, with the pre-Player's buildings in the background. It shows houses on the 'other' side of Prospect Road which are long gone, and there are some interesting buildings fronting on to Churchfield Lane.

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Very interesting photo, CT. Mosley Terrace could have been those houses on the right hand side of Prospect Street. The cottages I remember can be seen opposite, set back and adjacent to a small chapel which I had forgotten about but which was still there when I was very young. It certainly looks very different now!

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Not feeling happy with the information I found on J W Baugh and his voyage to Canada, I ferreted around further and eventually found the passenger list for RMS Regina. This showed, thankfully, that his parents were also aboard, together with another couple. They all lived at 40 Healey Street, off Kirkewhite Street. Both Mr Baugh's father and the other man were carpenters/ joiners and, presumably, they were looking for a better life in Canada. It seems that John William was back in the UK by 1939, although his parents were not. They both died in the UK so they must have returned after the war.

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I lived very close to the area shown in the photo. I walked up Churchfield Lane past the end of Prospect Street practically every day in the late 1950’s to go to the Croft nursery on St Peters Street. Players factory was then built right up to Prospect Street corner. I don’t recall the cottages or chapel at all. In fact I don’t recall what was on the other corner where the multi storey car park came later. The other end of Prospect Street there are still a row of old cottages wet back a little. 
Good research Jill. Thanks for the interesting info. Great photo Cliff Ton. I didn’t realise how much that little corner of the area had changed so much.

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The cottages at Radford Boulevard end of Prospect Street are where the infamous Mrs Platts resided. She taught at Berridge Infants and was regarded as pretty scary!  Letsavagoo will no doubt remember her and may even have been taught by her. I never was but I recall her as having the classroom in the corner, next to Miss Smith.

 

At the time, I didn't realise she was married but many years later, my mother worked with her daughter in law who said what a lovely person she was. To us, as children, she seemed quite frightening.

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4 hours ago, Jill Sparrow said:

The cottages at Radford Boulevard end of Prospect Street are where the infamous Mrs Platts resided. She taught at Berridge Infants and was regarded as pretty scary!  Letsavagoo will no doubt remember her and may even have been taught by her.

I don’t think I had Mrs Platts Jill. The name doesn’t ring a bell. I’ll check my school photos as the teachers name is written on them. It was a long time ago. My start at Berridge infants was a bit confusing. When I’d not been there long someone came in the class room, spoke to the teacher and I was moved to another class. Whether there was only one class per age group I’m not sure so maybe I skipped a year and should have started earlier than I did I don’t know. I did very well academically at Berridge so it didn’t do me any harm. It just went down hill at Forest Fields. Loved Berridge, but never settled at FFGS.

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In my day, there were two classes per year group and I think Mrs Platts may have had the parallel class to Miss Smith for what was then known as Top Infants but is now Year 2.

 

Mrs Platts would probably have been in her 40s, although she seemed ancient! She had very dark, curly hair, a face that never smiled and a military bearing.  On playground duty, she wore lace up brogues and a dark woollen coat with a shawl collar. Heaven help those who didn't stand stock still when she rang the bell in that playground accessed by the iron gate...the same one we went through on our visit in March. I thought of her as we walked across there, half expecting to be yelled at!

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Found this recently in the online local press.

 

This chap went right through Berridge with me. Martyn Jewers. Apart from the facial hair and gig lamps, he hasn't changed very much.  I believe he still lives locally. He was a lovely lad. Always cheerful. Still looks happy!

 

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