St. Helier Schools

The schools were numbered

By Zoe Roberts

When the estate was built, the schools were given numbers instead of being named. The majority of people knew them by their numbers. It was not until later on that the schools were known by their names.

Ten schools were planned originally, though School No. 5 was never built, the ground being used for playing fields and school kitchens. Of the remaining nine, all had a mixed infant and junior department except School No. 10 Tweeddale  (see comments) which was simply a boys secondary.  The other eight schools all had a single sex senior department.  Below is a list of the schools, with their eventual names and an indication of which sex was taught in their secondary department.*

1. Willows (Girls)

2. Canterbury (Boys)

3. Garth (Boys)

4. Malmesbury (Girls)

6. Glastonbury (Boys)

7. Winchcombe (Girls - though mixed originally)

8. Welbeck (Boys)

9. Green Wrythe (Girls)

10. Tweeddale (Boys)


Did you attend one of the ten schools? Do you have any pictures or stories that you would like to share with us?

*Harper, Paul, 'Merton in Pictures, Book 4: St. Helier', (Merton Education, Leisure and Libraries Dept., 1998)



This page was added by Zoe Roberts on 03/09/2010.
Comments about this page

I went to Glastonbury Road Infants School from 1947 to 1950 and my cousins went to the Glastonbury Road Senior School. Both schools were mixed boys and girls during that time so I'm not sure who told you it was a boys only school (or maybe that was later).

By M Cowley
On 08/09/2010

Tweeddale School did have a primary department. My brother and I went there between 1946 and 1956.

By Winifred Tyler
On 09/09/2010

We got our information about the schools from a book about Merton. It was dealing with the building of the estate, so perhaps Tweeddale got its primary unit during or after the war. Thanks for the comment. Can anyone else help on timing? (Editor)

By Cheryl Bailey
On 15/09/2010

Not all the schools were numbered. The Catholic school in Montacute Road was called The Holy Family School. Take a look at Nib West's page about it in our 'Places' section.

By (Editor)
On 26/09/2010

I spent all my School years at Tweeddale Road School, joining the then known 'Infants' in September 1937. The headmistress as I recall was a Mrs McClaren/Mrs MacClaren a stout woman with graying hair. The 'Infant' section was based in the building that was nearest to Winchcombe Road. In 1940 I was moved upstairs of said building to the 'Junior' section which was under the supervision of the Headmaster a Mr Bowman. After the 1943 Christmas Holidays I moved across the playing field to the Seniors as it was known, and left School in December 1946. My point being that a Primary or Infant Section of Tweeddale Road School existed pre-world war 2. John C Day

By John C Day
On 19/10/2010

I went to school at number 7 Winchcombe Road- the headmistress being the redoubtable Miss Lloyd-Carter. A strict disciplinarian who commanded respect - I only found out when I looked at her log books -which she completed diligently every day from the opening of the school until her retirement many years later - just how very proud she was of her pupils - listing each and everyone who passed the 11+ exams individually - with her own comment. She was also very (surprisingly?) supportive of several male members of her staff who were conscientious objectors and recorded fully when one of them was killed undertaking medical orderly duties on the front line. I say surprisingly because I clearly remember her pride in her father who was a high-ranking army officer. It was whilst I was in the Junior School that the campaign was launched to collect waste paper to sell in order to raise funds to build a swimming pool on site. I believe this did happen but some years after we put in all the effort to collect the paper - the stage in the main hall was filled time after time with old newspapers - we were pretty lucky that an incident of internal combustion did not occur otherwise we would have been raising money for a new school.

By Val Newman
On 10/11/2010

I attended both Tweeddale and Glastonbury schools. Tweeddale Infants & primary were both mixed. I attended until I was eleven. I recall Mrs McClaren and Mr Smallman who may have been head of the Primary school. In 1948 we moved from Titchfield to Garendon Road and I changed school to Glastonbury Secondary, the boys head teacher being Mr Trim. This was a shared school being divided by locked doors in both the lower and upper corridors, the girls were thus separated from the boys. The playing field being shared in a similar way having breaks at different times and at lunch time the boys were on the field half the time then being called off and the girls took over. The infants and primary children had no such separation and could use the field all the time. We also had a major sports ground in Sutton Common Road. When I was thirteen I moved back to Tweeddale Secondary taking up the engineering stream established there. The Secondary School only a boys school with Mr Prosser as head. I believe this may have changed later, some years after I left, becoming a mixed school.

By Ron Bird
On 04/01/2011

I loved reading all the above; thank you all. Born 1932 in Garendon Road, I began my journey 1937 through all the Glastonbury schools: Infants Mixed (Hexham Road), Junior Mixed (Hartland Road). Then Central Boys' and Central Girls' (seperated!) in Glastonbury Road. The "Central School" title was dropped and we became "Senior Schools". I left (age 14) just as we became "County Secondary" in 1946. A year later the leaving age was raised to 15. I told The Youth Empoyment Officer I wanted to be a fighter pilot (like my brother) but he scoffed and said that was out of the question, as my arithmetic was so poor! My first job was as a silk-screen printer's mate, at "Winsales" 8 Mulgrave Road, at 25 shillings a week! (£1.25). I gave Mum £1 and kept 5/- I bought my first 78 rpm record- at Landau's in Sutton High Street- Jimmy Shand and his Band "The Dashing White Sergeant"! Later on in my teens I became a sergeant in the 15th Mid-Surrey Company of The Boys' Brigade at the Green lane Congregational Church. Happy Days!

By Bill Mallion
On 16/01/2011

I attended Gaynes/Welbeck School in the early seventies and I remember the school never had an air raid shelter there but the toilets were wartime issue.Closed for us of course. You often thought  of who attended Welbeck School in the 1930s/40s.  There was an eerie feeling of lost souls in the school.

By philipmaguire
On 06/03/2011

I was one of those lost souls that were at Welbeck school Number 8. They did have an air raid shelter. I remember going into it. I was about 5 years old that was about 1944. I was also in the junior choir at Welbeck Mixed school. Click here to see a photo pf the Green Wrythe Lane Girls Choir in 1953-4.

By patricia dearlove nee izzard
On 18/01/2012

I went to Tweeddale 1956 to 1963 lived in Thornton road name was Fairhall.

By Susan Foster
On 29/01/2012

I too attended Tweeddale and Glastonbury schools. At Glastonbury 1955 - 1959; a long time ago, can anybody remember the headmaster's name?

By John Crew
On 07/07/2012

I do not know if he was the headmaster as in 1950  I left to return to Tweeddale. but then it was Mr Trim. He used to take us for mathematics. He was a mad keen gardener and we used to think of some garden question so that he would spend a lot of time answering such questions and less on teaching. One question I remember was taking in a leaf which was half bright green the other half very white. We had a good discussion about photosynthesis. Mind you I enjoyed mathematics which became my favourite subject.

By Ron Bird
On 08/07/2012

The Head when John was at Glastonbury was Mr Twilley. Do you remember some of the other teachers? My father Mr Paddon taught woodwork and technical drawing, Mr Sanders P.E. There was Mr Crowhurst, Mr Pool, Mr Prentice, a lady teacher taught Maths (Mrs Baynes) I have several group photos taken over the years. Do any of you have memories of being evacuated to Middlesbrough in the war? My mother and I went too. I have a lot of info which I hope a local paper will publish. Has anybody got a suggested paper?

By Joan Todd
On 27/07/2012

Very interested in the comments by Joan Todd. I went to Glastonbury from end 1939 till 1945 when I transferred to Welbeck for a Commercial course which lasted two years. I well remember Mr Paddon the woodwork master, the wood we used was deal which came from the benches in the shelters at the end of war. Mr Trim was the Headmaster during my time there. Apart from the others already mentioned I recall a Mr. Davis? who taught music? I hope you are able to get it published, I would certainly like a copy to read, especially being able see the photographs and refresh my memory.

By Freddie Knopp
On 10/08/2012

My late mother told me she went to 'Girls County Secondary School, Central Road and before that Canterbury Road. Her maiden name was Anne Grace Bond (1931-1997) and she lived with her parents and sister in Crowland Walk. Would love to hear from anyone who remembers her.

By Tina Claydon
On 15/09/2012

The air raid shelter at Welbeck Road school was knocked down in the 50's to make way for the school canteen. If I remember correctly Miss Mumford was head mistress at the infants school at the time when I moved from the nursery to class 6 when I was 5 in 1950.

By Phil Masters
On 10/10/2012

I went to Glastonbury Road School in the early 1960's. It was a school for boys at that time, after the building of Sutton Common Road School which became the school for girls. When Glastonbury closed some time later, Sutton Common became mixed. Mr Twilley was headmaster during my time at Glastonbury.

By Len Perkins
On 21/11/2012

I went to Glastonbury High School from 1979 to 1984. The headmaster was Mr Ayliffe. Sad to say that it nose-dived in popularity and general standards by this time. Closed in the late 80's to nobody's surprise. They should have bulldozed it years ago and started again. What a dump!!!

By matthew cox
On 05/12/2012

It's been so good to read this page. I went to Tweedale School from 1946 until I then went across to the senior part. Our headmaster was Mr Prosser and our garden teacher was Mr Price. We had a small space to the right and used to grow veg. Mr Jones was the Maths teacher and we had a Scotsman for practical science. Mr Whittle was our english teacher and he was very strict. Some of the pupils names Jimmy Bevan, Billy Honeymoon, Wacker Pool so called because he was good at football. Terry Jenkins in the juniors. One of the teachers threw the Javelin at the 1948 Olympics. My fave teacher was Mr Price, we got on well. Pat Smith now 75 years young.

By Patrick Smith
On 22/12/2012

I spoke to my dad after reading Patricks comments about the 1948 Olympic Athlete, to see if he recalled the same teacher. My dad remembered the event as Discus rather than Javelin. I looked on the internet and found that it was in fact Discus, the teachers name was Ernest "Jack" Brewer who was a Geography and P E teacher.

By Sue
On 22/12/2012

I went to Glastonbury High School between 1964 and 1969 and lived on the council estate. I remember Joan Todd's father, Mr Paddon, well. He and Mr Plank (yes that is correct!) were the woodwork teachers. After Mr Twilley retired the head was Mr Oram, or Batman as we called him. He had the habit of wearing a flowing academic gown and was a strict disciplinarian. There were Mr Richard Stoker (English and PE), Mr Crowhurst (Maths), Mr Page-Ball (Music) and who could forget Wally Whitmore? Happy days.

By Steve Smith
On 02/03/2013

I was one of twenty boys who went to Garth Secondary Modern in 1953. The Headmaster was a dynamic , inspirational teacher who was determined to identify and develop every boy's latent skills. In three years the boys of 3T, helped by their teachers Mr Harry Strutton, Mr Harden and the metalwork teacher built a brick workshop, complete with a tiled roof- a formidable achievement by any standard. Hugh Morris OBE was an outstanding Head, possessed of phenomal enthusiasm and drive, yet even the hardest of boys such as my pal Peter Angel had respect for him. More than that, he was an innovator, even staging a mock general election with two of the boys being asked to set up their own political party with a respective manifesto. Every morning, as we all trooped into assembly we were exposed to the stirring sounds of Handel's Largo or Water Music; no sooner had the music stopped, than the school was assailed with "7 x7 plus 9 minus 2 divide by eight...Answer!" Whatever people may say about the value of the technical secondary school, every boy in my class passed at least one GCE and several obtained six or seven passes. In every aspect our education was an outstanding success and the memory of Hugh Morris OBE will never fade in my lifetime. Hugh Morris was a vey rare and gifted individual ! Although I didn't have any ambitions in joining the construction industry, my education at Garth prepared me well, and my education ended in the mid sixties after passing my final examination en route to the award of Grad Royal Institute of Chemistry, and a very successful career at the Imperial College of Science & Technology, working in the Royal School of Mines.

By John Tipple
On 03/03/2013

Oops! That should read "Mr PANK" as the woodwork teacher. Sorry!

By Steve Smith
On 11/03/2013

It is very interesting reading all these school memories. Welbeck Road was my school starting in the nursery and ending up in the senior school and leaving a few months before my sixteenth birthday in 1956. In the infants, Mrs Mumford was the senior teacher assisted by Miss Covely, Miss Rogers and sometimes Mrs Newton from the junior school above us. Mrs Ashton and Mrs Rogers helped out for dinners and in the playground and took us to the theatre, a grassed dip surrounded by shrubs and trees at the back of the playing field. Mrs Steel was head mistress of infants and Juniors and her teachers or some of them were Mrs Mumford, who occasionally taught the youngest class, Mrs Newton, Mr Wardlow, Mr Wallastine, Mr Harris, Mr Clark and Mr Mitchell. Miss or Mrs Smith was a bit of a dragon who whacked us with the edge of a ruler, but the only time I got the cane in the junior school was by Mr Mitchell, for something I didn't do. The infants and juniors were mixed and I recall all my friends, too many to list here, but your still alive and kicking guys.....Terry Johnson, Marlene Howe, George Simmonds, Benny Macardle, Ann Baxter, Geraldine Backhurst, Yvonne Helps, Terry Smith, Sheilah Lee, Esme Hancock, Bob Brent, Kenny Rashbrook and the rest of you? The senior school gave us Mr Price for french, Mr Dunwoody for art, who could point a finger at you for half an hour and say nothing and Mr Palmer (Slimey) for music. Mr Mathews was head when I joined the school but he died a few weeks later and Mr Moore took his place. Moore got the job over the deputy head, Mr Cook, who had a caveman's face and the two never really got on. Screwy Lewie (Mr Harwood) was the Science Master and very good too but he had a solid wooden dowel instead of a bamboo cane, and although you couldn't let him know it hurt, it stung like hell. Looney Larry Lorretto took liturature and also put on all the school plays until he retired; he was as mad as a hatter and would hurl excercise books at us and give us ten thousand lines, but to save paper and ink, he reduced the punishment to tidying the books up again. Mr Hopkins and Mr Rutt took games and history with (Hopeless) giving us a thump around the ear when it pleased him and Sid Rutt sometimes being so laid back as to forget to teaching us anything. Miss Breffit taught english and maths and was very nice in her tweeds and fancy white blouses unless you upset her. Mr Purton would lean back rubbing his stomach and licking his lips and talk about the war when he was supposed to be boring us with religion or divinity as it was called there. Miss Nichols had big breasts and teeth and taught the commercial class. I was ill when I started in her class so missed the first shorthand lessons and was forced to write in fast long hand either copying the notes of my friends or when she marked the transcriptions, persuaded her that she had lost my notes, it worked for two years. Mr Cook used to send me out to grab truants and tell them to go back to school. These boys usually worked in the shops or on the stalls 'Round The Circle' or just stayed at home. If they went back to see Cook, no cane, if not then six of the very best when they did return. I left in 56 when Rock'n'Roll was the thing and my pals at school then were among others...Mark Holford and Doug George who are still friends, Ronnie Parker, Micky Bowdrey, Mike Curzon and most of the lads from the junior school plus Stan and Phil Masters, the Hackets. John Smith, Tommy Irvine, Graham Goll and many more. Good memories in the main.

By RON HARRIS
On 15/03/2013

I guess that I rushed the above piece about my days at Welbeck Road School, so sorry for the odd error. I have not heard from most of my old pals for years and wonder how many are still alive and well. I am now 71 and in my day we had just the individual school photographs every year and not a class photo as children do now. Does anyone have any pics of Welbeck teachers or pupils? In about 1955/56 the school made a black and white film of a year in the life of the school, then in 1957, the year I left (not 1956) a bunch of us went to Switzerland and that was filmed in colour. Mr Moore the Headmaster had those films and although I tried to trace them, I had no luck.

By RON HARRIS
On 18/03/2013

I lived in Green Wrythe Lane from 1953 to 1968 and went to Winchcombe Junior School, which I don't remember much about, then went on to Tweeddale 1959 - 1963. Patrick Smith's comment above, reminded me of my time there. During my time @ Tweeddale, Mr. Prosser was still the Head Master. He seemed to love using the cane, which I had many times, which I believe was to make up for his lack of height & bald head. I also had Mr. Whittle for English & Mr. Jones for Maths as well & who gave me my love of numbers. I really enjoyed his classes. With age my memory is shot, but I believe we had a History teacher with a French sounding name and I believe a Mr. Peat for Geography. During my last year or two, the Senior School seconded a room on the top floor of the Junior School for occasional lessons in what I cannot remember, but whatever it was, we had a lady teacher, who at one time, brought her baby in? I also remember having football in a field opposite Winchcombe Rd. School. I was caught giving a friend a 'cross bar' to there and got caught by a teacher. For this I got 100 lines. We also went swimming once a week or so, to either Sutton Baths or sometimes Mitcham. Having moved out to Northamptonshire in the late 60's, I have lost contact with anybody I knew from that time, but I was very surprised a few years ago when I went down that way to show my wife the school, that there were houses there. My memories of Tweeddale, were that it was fairly strict, but I don't suppose that it did me any harm. I also remember the amount of freedom we seem to have then compared to kids nowadays. After school, we were either playing football or chasing girls, depending on the priorities at the time. Home for tea then straight out again. Maybe I am just getting old??? If anybody has any photos, from that '59-'63 period, I would like to see them.

By John Cooper
On 25/04/2013

I went to Tweeddale from1958 till 1962 the woodwork teacher was Mr Pooley, metal work was Mr Bulgin, PT Mr Johnson.The Headmaster was Mr Prosser. Does anyone remember Miss Gregory? She was like an evil witch and she had a silver snake bracelet wrapped round her arm .

By Pat Pemberton
On 11/06/2013

I went to no 2 school infants mixed in 1951 the headmistress was Mrs Bedingfield a local JP, from there I went upstairs to middle school run by Mr Davis the cane king, luckily Surrey County Council sent me to Tilehurst school where I flourished. The estate was lovely, we could play outside till dark we had mobile bakers milkman and greengrocers alas no more.

By David Ashby
On 13/06/2013

I wrote about my time at Welbeck Road School and have realised since that in the Junior School it was Mrs Edwards, not Mrs Smith. How I forgot I don't know because I hated her lessons and when she was my class teacher I didn't want to go to school at all. She was quick with the edge of her ruler, had no patience with you if you didn't understand first time and could have taken the part of the wicked witch in the film of Wizard of Oz. "Ronnie is a polite boy" She would say to Mum and Dad on Open Day. "But he needs to try harder at arithmatic and spelling." I was at school when the air raid shelter was pulled down and was facinated by a strange bulldozer with four large, flexible plates rather than tracks. The food was just the same in the new canteen as it was in the hall where we had eaten previously but there was much more room and you still got told off if you left anything on your plate. In the senior school we had a gardening lesson every two weeks, and we grew veg in the school allotment which had started in wartime so I was told. We could buy our veg once it had grown, at much cheaper prices than those in the shops but if you messed about in the pond or threw clumps of dirt into the gardens at the back, you were forbidden to buy anything and got the cane for your efforts instead. Mr Bricknell ran the woodwork class and taught carpentry in the building at 'Night School' One day we found a turd in a desk in the Commercial Class and were interrogated by Mr Cook, the deputy head. "Was it fresh or several days old?" we were asked as he held his notebook and pencil. "Old Sir, because it was hard and cracked."....."How do you know that young man?" "Cos I stuck me pen in it, didn't I" was the answer from the class clown, so because we laughed, we all got the cane. Most unfair because we hadn't produced 'The Filth' as Cook called it, that was down to one of Bricknel's afterschool boys. Still it livened up the day and was a topic at school for weeks.

By Ron Harris
On 28/09/2013

I started my school life in Tweeddale infants and ended it in the Tweeddale Senior School circa 1962. I remember my first day with all the mums taking their kids to school and one Harvest festival, but nothing in between. The Headmistress could have been a Miss Asprin or something similar. Miss Palmer in the Junior School, and the usual suspects Prosser Pooley Bulgin Johnson Peatie Jones Whittle Randall Goodsell DeBurgh I agree with Pat Pemberton Miss Gregory was pretty scary. I'm always amazed with the hundreds of kids that passed through Tweeddale over the years I have bumped into about 5 previous pupils. My in and out of school friends at the time were John Prior Tony Evans Tony Barber Terry Ray Keith Arscott Roy Holcombe and Bobby Gill. Other names that filter through the memory bank are David Young Colin Smith Arthur Pike Alan Cardew Paul Bates.

By David Newbury
On 27/09/2013

Hello again. After forwarding my comments, I realized I never said anything about Tweeddale Senior School. I thought it gave pupils a chance to take advantage of good sport facilities and fairly modern woodwork and science rooms. Although I was not the best of pupils I liked English and the sports lessons but not much else. Also Tweeddale gave me my first opportunity to have a holiday abroad. We went to Bad Aussee in Austria and we had a great time (well I thought so) my first aeroplane flight, my first time abroad and staying in a hotel. I remember Mr. Jones had an attractive wife and daughter (does my memory serve me well)?

By David Newbury
On 02/10/2013

I went to Green Wrythe Lane School from about 1947 to I went to the Senior side of things....I remember Mrs Evans who was quite strict and would use the cane a fair bit.....when I went to the Girls school I loved it there. I think the best classes were the cooking - we cooked raspberry buns,cheese and potato pie, doughnuts etc. I think our first home class teacher was Mr.King and there was a Headmistress or maybe Asst called Miss Hislop.Us girls always replied to her "Good morning girls" with a Morning Mrs Slop!! We then had to repeat this til we got it right! I remember Carol Smith, Shirley Bannister who I had contact with for a while in recent years. Also Heather Jay who was my neighbour. Harry Cunningham was a neighbour too and Peter Sibon.There was also a Pamela who I met out of the blue in about 1967 in Balham - she had a few children then and I had just one at that time aged abt 9 months...Would love to hear from some of the girls who remember me - my name would not be too hard to forget!! Never seemed to get teased about it tho which was nice. Oh - Alan Askey, my first boyfriend. Wonder how he got on thru the years - a really nice boy that I met going to ballroom dance classes.

By Maureen Donaghey nee Hurt
On 11/10/2013

It still puzzles me when I think back to my years at Glastonbury High School (1979-1984). Before going there, it was known as being strictly run where hooligans were kept in line with the threat of corporal punishment. It also had a good Head Teacher in the 70's, plus some good Teachers. Boys had to be smart when attending. This rapidly changed however just before I arrived in 1979 when former Elmwood Head Teacher Mr Ayliffe took charge. Boys started to run wild and teachers started to find jobs elsewhere or take early retirement. Windows were smashed daily and classrooms often wrecked and bullying became rife. Former Glastonbury PE Teacher Mr Sanders even protested to the Sutton Herald about it. To no avail though! Sutton Council decided to abandon the school to its fate by starving it of funds, preferring to spend huge amounts on Greenshaw and others. Teaching standards suffered because of all this. Hence its closure in the late 80,s, despite its solid reputation in previous decades. WHAT A SCANDAL!!

By Matthew Cox
On 16/10/2013

When I was at Tweeddale 63-68 the Headmaster was Mr Harris and I too remember Miss Gregory frightening woman...also Mrs Simon ( wife of Dr Simon in Waltham Road)

By Lyn Rowe (Kingston)
On 24/01/2014

Hi, just came across this page. I have a book that my late dad, Ronald Leslie Eveling, was awarded as a prize in March 1937 and still bears a rubber stamp stating Carshalton St. Helier No 8, Welbeck Road Central Boys School. Looks like the school is now called Wandle Valley School. Cheers Barry Eveling

By Barry Eveling
On 24/01/2014

Found this wonderful site today,what memories!!! I lived at 246 Green Wrythe Lane from 1940 to about 1960, first went to Welbeck Road infants school. Miss Steele was the head mistress,very regal lady,she reminded me of the Old Queen Mary, I was sent by the school to Fairfield House & St Mary's in Broadstairs Kent,did anybody else go???  Also to Green Wrythe Lane,Mrs Lavery was the headmistress, Mrs Wheller took cookery. I left in 1955. Would love to hear from anyone that knew me & my brother Trevor Newton.

By Pearl Frost nee Newton
On 03/03/2014

I was at Welbeck Road school in the late 1940s. I remember the class we were in and the teachers were Mr Purton and Larry Lorreto - he used to throw books at us! When we queued up to hand in our books he once shouted at Trevor Newton that is "Piffle and rubbish" and threw the book back at Trevor. My good friend Trevor was also in the school play, where he played the old colonel in the murder mystery.

By Eric Blackburn
On 08/05/2014

I went to Winchcombe Primary school and then on to Tweedale Secondary Modern. I was at Tweedale from 1958 to 1963. Reading the above from John Cooper and Pat Pemberton has brought back a few memories.

Ah yes, Miss Gregory, a bad tempered Scottish lady with her serpent around her arm, sometimes used as a weapon. i remember getting a new exercise book and within minutes I had a blot on the cover from one of those old dip in pens.

Mr Johnson the PE and sometimes maths teacher. He was an ex rear tail gunner in the RAF. A really nice guy.

Mr Peat for geography. He also oversaw the D of E award scheme. Nice bloke but couldn't read a map when it counted. My friend Colin Hudson and I decided to do the D of E hike and overnight camp. It was only about a 30 mile walk, but to us it was a lot more. The idea was that Mr Peat would meet us at the campsite after our sleep and to show him that we had done that part. We gave him a map grid reference and was supposed to see him at 9-00am before striking camp. By 10-30 he hadn't shown. As we had another 15 miles to do we set off. About a mile up the road we came across Mr Peat walking out of a park gate. We checked our map ref. and it was correct. Anyway we completed the task and got home totally worn out and ready for some good home cooking.

Mr Bulgin the metal work teacher was very hard on you if you did the wrong thing, but in many ways I got on well with him. Basically I knew when to keep out of trouble. I did a paper round and at one house in Green Wrythe Lane where Miss Francis the school secretary lived the door opened  as I was about to deliver the paper, and Mr Bulgin walked out looking very sheepish. 

I think it was Mr Pipe who gave RI. He was probably the oldest teacher at the time. He was what you may describe as a gentle person. Ex. Japanise P.O.W. He had very thick fingers and nails where he had been through the works with his captors.

Mr Whittle who did English and hygiene. Which also covered sex education. Incidentally, we never seemed to get further than chickens and eggs.

Mr Goodsel I think was the art and design teacher. He seemed like a good character.

Mr Selwood science. He once accused me of copying some one elses homework. Actually they copied mine, it was my dad that showed me how to do it as I hadn't got a clue at the time. Now physics plays a large part in my work as an engineer, but most of that came from college.

How can I forget the head, Fred Prosser. A little bald man with a very lively cane.

I moved with my parents in 1964 to Kent and seemed to lose all contact with my old school friends. I have done various searches on the net and this is the nearest I have got.

Friends I remember are:- Raymond Ackers, Malcolm Weinford, Kenny Prince and brothers Colin and Leslie, Colin Hudson, John Catton, John Bagder, I am sure more names will come back to me. My older sister Diane, went to Carshalton girls and my next oldest sister Carol I can't recall what secondary school she went to.

I left Carshalton 50 years ago this month. Where has all that time gone to.

By David Neale
On 11/06/2014

My Dad went to Welbeck School, his name was Cecil Puddephatt. He died in 2010. I don't think he was the school's star pupil but would be great to hear from anyone that remembers him or his many brothers and sisters. 

By Lucy Puddephatt
On 13/09/2014

I recently came across a book presented to one Arthur Brown for "Progress" at St Helier No. 7 school in 1935.  Tucked insider the book was Arthur's school report from a year earlier.  I thought some you may be interested in a wee illustrated article I put together about the book at Arthur Brown at No 7 School (which thanks to this page I now know became  Winchcombe School).  http://wp.me/p4TkZc-8V

By Jessica Mulley
On 26/10/2014

I went to Tweeddale infants, Juniors and then the Boy's Senior Secondary Modern and left in 1962 to start work as a Printer. I remember it as a very good school with good teachers who gave us all a good grounding in the 3 R's. I remember Dave Newbury,Tony Barber,  Tony Evans, Terry Ray, Roy Holcombe who were in my class. In the 60's we all got scooters and went around together as Mods and were regulars at the Wimbledon Palle Dance Hall. I now live in West Sussex and am in contact with Terry Ray. 

By John Pryer
On 27/10/2014

When my mum first arrived at the estate in 1934 aged 8, Tweeddale Juniors wasn't open so she went to Green Wrythe Lane school for a short while, she remembers crossing a buttercup field to get to it (she lived in Tavistock Road). She moved to Tweeddale Juniors when it opened and then moved on to Winchcombe Road girls school when she was old enough which would have been 1937. Her little brother who was 6 years younger than her went to the infants at Winchcombe Road School and because her mother worked she had to take him to school. She was always late because the seniors bell went before the infants, she couldn't leave her brother because he would run away so she had to wait for the infants bell. I'm guessing from what she's told me that Tweeddale juniors opened in 1935.

By Annette Hughes
On 28/11/2014

I was at Welbeck School till 1953 aged 11 when my family moved to Cornwall. Fascinating to read the comments as some of the names ring bells in my memory. Great to see the comment about the theatres, the grass hollow at the back of the school. Good times. I was born in Buckhurst Avenue and lived there till we left for Cornwall.

By Richard Prince
On 03/01/2015

All the above schools were rubbish at football,they could not hold a candle to the Holy Family School in Montacute road.

By d,o'brien
On 17/02/2015

My school was all in one building, Infants,Juniors Seniors,although because of the war and the bombing,school only went on to 2pm and a lot of that time was spent down the air raid shelters,but they were happy days,

By Dennis O'Brien
On 17/02/2015

I spent all my primary years at Tweeddale, until I left in 1969 and went to Greenshaw, which was the purpose-built comprehensive in Sutton.  Can't remember when I started, but I think I was about three, so it must have had a nursery.

The headmaster was Mr. Harris.  Some teachers I remember are: Miss Gee (strict), Mr Henderson (face used to go the colour of a plumb when he got cross), Mr Foster (used to get us to draw flags of the world in our exercise books once a week instead of maths) and Mr Parker, who I had in the final year.  A lovely gentleman who seemed quite elderly to me at the time.

I lived at 139 Thornton Road until I was five, then we moved into a prefab on Tweeddale Green, which was just across from the school.

By Mark Janes
On 23/02/2015

I was interested in the comments of Ron Bird as I only knew him by sight but was in the same class as his younger sister Edna Bird. I also attended Glastonbury schools up till 1954 then transferred to Tweeddale school technical stream where I also took the engineering course until gaining an apprenticeship with a T.W.Palmers as a template maker. I remember At the age of about 8, Edna getting a much younger girl to pass a letter to me through the wire partition that separated the girls from the boys playground saying she would like me to be her regular boyfriend, my first encounter with women. But all I was interested in was football and playing conkers. During my first year at Glastonbury senior school the art teacher was a very nice but strict black man named Mr Young (Youngie) who left after my first year. The maths teacher was a Mr Saunders (Brumas) the RI teacher a Mr Sanders(Mousey) because he resembled one, the French teacher Mr Hawkins (Harry) a favourite of mine who also chose the school football team. The English teacher was a Miss Baines who lived in Ewell and every time our paths crossed after I moved to Tweeddale she would say in her deep menacing but friendly voice,"Hello Vail"

I moved to Tweeddale in 1954 and can honestly say they were three very happy years. Before leaving Glastonbury the head master a Mr Twilly (who was always praising the Germans) warned me and three others, to watch our backs as Tweeddale was a very rough school. Truth being that all the lads that I met were no different than Glastonbury and the teachers in my mind were more dedicated to teaching on a one to one basis. During my three years at Tweeddale the teachers were;= Mr Proser (a kindly man) headmaster, Mr Harris English who moved to Devon, Mr Peet geography, Mr Jones maths, Mr Johnson PT, Mr Bulgin metalwork,Mr Keen technical drawing, Mr Howe technical drawing,Mr Williams (Willy) history, Mr Selwood science, Mr Goodsall industrial design. All these teachers were very kindly people and made you feel good in yourself at what you were achieving.

I can still at 74 remember all my class mates and often wonder what became of them. Dave Warby, Peter Deamer, Ray Johnson, Peter Saunders, Dave Thomas, Dave Chalis, Richard Barwell, Graham Hay, Ernie Winters (We both went to T.W.Palmers), Clive Wallice, Bobby Gwilliam, Barry Jackson, and Peter Hotstone.

During those three years at Tweeddale I went on the School Easter trips where we went to Torquay (7 days) Milford (7 days) and finally Switzerland (10 days) in my final year. These were adventure holidays away from mum and dad with all the lads and something I will remember for the rest of my life.

By Ray Vail
On 07/03/2015

Sorry I made an error with teachers name.

The English teacher was Mr Price not Mr Harris.

Mr Harris was one of my teachers from Glastonbury junior school who lived in a bungalow in Sutton Common Road.

By Ray Vail
On 10/03/2015

One thing that strikes me about this page is the excellent literacy of the subscribers.  This says a great deal about the State education of the time.  I went to No: 2 school Canterbury Road Juniors.  I can remember only Mr Adams (PT) and Mrs Wood (or Woods) (History) there.  In 1946 at the age of 11, I went to No:1 school Central Road, although, by this time it was being called The Willows County Secondary School for Girls (not "High School" then although it did have a Sixth Form).  I can remember almost all of the teachers names, especially Welsh Mrs Dennis, (Music) being my favourite. Miss Dighton, Head Mistress was a strong disciplinarian. We had no male teachers in those days.  I left there in December 1950 at the age of 15, the year when school leaving age had gone up from 14 to 15.  I didn't mind as I was happy there and would have stayed on, had I been clever enough and my parents were richer.

By Jean Tilley nee Clements
On 19/03/2015

There were fifteen lads in my class at Tweeddale and one just escaped my mind until this morning whilst taking a shave.

His name was Victor Bachelor (fancy forgetting a name like that) and Barry Jackson was actually Barry Russell not Jackson.

From my Glastonbury days my school mates were,

John Dunn (deceased) Kenny Pierce, Alan Cooper, Brian Burrows, Brian Trower, Ronny Harrow, Brimley Bavastock, Derick Wade, Howard Clay, Clive Anderson, Roy Saunders, Richard Barwell, Bobby Gwilliam, Greyham Hay, Terry Bowshire, a lad named Bobby ? who lived at the top end of Love Lane, Brian Howard and myself.

Howard Clay was only with our class for one term at the age of 13. He was the smallest in the class but also the brightest coming first in all subjects. He had a deep voice for his age and often wondered if he was older than he told the school. He was transferred from our school probably to a special private school as he was far more advanced for his years than any of us lads.

By Ray Vail
On 19/03/2015

Had to smile at the comments of David Neale bumping into Mr Bulgin comimg out of "Miss" Francis front door when on his early morning paper round. My friend Roy Barnaby went back into the classroom one evening after school closing time and bumped into Mr Bulgin and Miss Francis in a tight clinch in the metal storing room. Roy ran out shouting "Guess what, Bulgins having it off with Miss Francis" Mr Bulgin was furious and slapped Roy around the face and told to keep his mouth shut.In those days lads didn't go running to their parents when getting told off or caned, they took it like men not like todays wimps and we all kept it to ourselves. All this happened nearly 60 years ago so unless both Mr Bulgin and Miss Francis are about 105 years old no lasting harm is done. Just hope they found happiness with each other as I don't think either were married even though they must have been in their late forties.

By Ray Vail
On 19/03/2015

Can anyone help?

My mother in law went to Winchcombe County Girls School and recounts an English teacher (I think) who was the Great Grand Daughter of Charles Dickens but cannot remember her name.

By S Forwood
On 19/03/2015

I went to Glastonbury Road junior and senior schools from 1947 until 1953. I had a lovely time and enjoyed all my school days. I remember most of my teachers, Mrs Nowell our headmistress who took over from Miss Allen, Miss Green, Miss Milestone, not forgetting the lovely Miss Levens who married Mr Haybittle. She had a lovely soprano voice. I enjoyed singing very much and she gave me singing lessons when I left school. I remember being asked to sing solo at Christmas, which looking back, must have been very daunting singing in front of the whole school. However, it gave me a lot of confidence to carry on with singing and drama throughout the rest of my life. I also remember Miss Pilkington who took us for games and PE, I wasn't very good at either. I preferred music and loved english. I still have all my school reports! My friends were Jean Parker, Jill Croft and Eva Spencer. We lived in Love Lane. My future husband lived under the railway bridge in Morden Way, we have now been married for 55years.

By Beryl Talbot nee Sholl
On 08/04/2015

I remember the Sholl family who lived in the third house down from the alleyway connecting Love Lane to Hartland Road and next door to the Maidment family. I lived at 119 Love Lane right next to the railway bridge. Many people often said how on earth do you cope with all that noise from the trains. The fact is that when you live there for quite a few years you hardly notice them. Apart that is when at 3.00am every Sunday morning a steam engine shunting trucks would very quietly park on the bridge hissing steam then let out a very loud toot to let then know at St Heliers station that he was about to shunt their way. This would wake me up as a seven year old with my heart pounding wondering what on earth it was

I was in the same class at Glastonbury junior school as your sister Margaret a pretty blond girl if I remember. Other girls in that class were Sylvia Low, (had a crush on her), Pamela Day, Barbara Walthow, Ann Hemper, Daphne Maidment, Edna Bird and Pat Maynard whose parents owned a shop at Stonecot Hill. She left that school at about ten years old when I believe her mother died. 

The name Talbot rings a bell but I can't put a face to it even though I had many friends in Morden Way, Roy Barnaby, Kenny Pierce, Deric and Geoffrey Wade, Irene Sinclair, Barry Brice, Rosemary Jackson, Barry Bedborough. But then if your husband was five years older than us boys we never mixed and went our different ways.

Ray Vail  

By Ray Vail
On 30/07/2015

Hi Ray, although I don't know you, it is nice to know that someone has remembered the Sholl family. We did indeed live in Love Lane, but a bit farther up the road, at no 69. Our immediate neighbours were the Plumridges on one side and we shared a porch with the Kentletons. The Forth family lived nearby and the Lynches lived up the road from us next to Garendon Road. I remember the Maidments, the boy( I can't recall his name, taught me to bowl. We had some good games of cricket down the field under the railway bridge. Being awfully stage-struck, I used to gather all the kids, we put on shows in the shelter in the field. I was about fourteen years old at the time. Leslie Bedborough's name somehow rings a bell, I don't know if he could have been a brother of your friend. My husband lived at no 85 Morden Way. We had an old Austin seven, which we painted blue and yellow, you may remember it, it caused quite a stir when we went out in it! So many years have passed by, our family have all gone their separate ways except for my nearest brother David with whom I have almost daily contact. I would be most grateful if you would reply to my comments, as I see you have made lots of interesting comments on other pages.

By Beryl Talbot nee Sholl
On 25/08/2015

Hello Beryl, I may know you by sight but the girl I remember was Margaret Shall who lived three houses down from the alleyway leading to Hartland Road. Your sir name Scholl through me I am sorry to say. But it is still nice to hear from someone who remembers my happy years in Morden. I went onto Street View and located your old house No 69 about six houses further up from that alleyway. Other folk you may remember are Silvia Low who lived in Hyde Walk almost opposite your old house. I can still remember her birthday 8th September, thirteen days older than me, so she will now be nearly 75 this month. As a twelve year old I was besotted with her but she was more interested in her lessons than me. John Dunn lived further up the hill in the first house pass Garendon Road. He had an elder sister who's name I cannot recollect who must have been about your age. When leaning out of a train window she struck her head on a bridge wall and spent some time in hospital. You may recall the incident. Directly opposite you were the Cox family, Denis who I played with and two elder brothers. My immediate neighbours were Lesley Wing, Billy Burrows and his brother Brian, Pat Reading, John Chapman, John Cutts, Judging by the years you were at school I would guess you are now 77? so would not be in my class. I played cricket under the railway bridge when we only had to stop for cars about every ten minutes or so and was always over the Daisey Field playing cricket and football. In those day the parks were full of kids playing something not like today when they are empty bar someone taking a dog for a walk. I can remember the Forth and Lynch family's. The Forth's were two dark haired girls and the Lynch's were a boy and a girl. As an adult the Lynch boy lived in Forest Road but I have not seen him for some years now and guess he must be in his 80s. The Maidment lad was named Dennis who had a mop of blond hair, his sister who was in my class was Daphne.

Our local shops you may remember were, Gerald's the sweet shop where they sold Walls ice cream, Smith and Stokes the newsagents and post office, Pop Lyons the cycle shop where I bought elastic for my catapult and slugs for my air rifle, Tates the green grocers, Trings where they sold Trings ice cream and balsawood aircraft kits. Other shops who's names I cannot recall were, a needlecraft shop near Gerald's, a shoe repair shop on the corner of Forest Road, a bakers, a chemist where I asked for perfume called "A Night in Paris" instead of "Evening" much to the amusement of the sales lady who told me to come back when I was a lot older and she might be interested, I was only about ten at the time. A butchers and another greengrocers. Alas all have now gone but the only remaining shop is the fish and chip shop at the far end of the parade and been there since before the war I guess. A mobile van called "Odds and Cods" would tour the street selling fish and chips and a bag of batter crackling for a penny. My mum would tell me not to tell people we had fish and chips for dinner as it makes us look poor, how times have changed.Then there was Leos the ice cream vendor who also came round every day selling the best ice cream I have ever tasted and displayed certificates in his widow showing top prizes he had won. But then he was an Italian so I am not surprised.

I am sure later I will think of other memories but hope this sounds of interest to you.

Regards  Ray Vail

 

By Ray Vail
On 05/09/2015

Hello Ray, what interesting comments you have made. There was a typing error regarding my name. We were the SHOLL family, Margaret is my sister and to my knowledge there wasn't another family with a name similar to ours living in Love Lane, we didn't live down the road. My brother David is perhaps more your age, he remembers the Lowe family, the Beckwiths and quite a lot more. He is coming for a visit next week, I will try to get some more information from him which might be of interest to you. Did the name Leslie Bedborough mean anything to you? my sister quite liked him if I remember. But as I'm no longer in touch with her it would be difficult to find out for sure. She hated school!!

The Forth family who lived next door but one from us were Pat, Janet and Peter. The Lynches who lived next to Garendon Road were a large family, but can only remember Maureen. The Ambridges lived across the road to us as did Jean Collins, we were quite good friends at school. The only shops I remember were the sweetshop and the greengrocers, did they later become a grocers as well? I used to take my mum's grocery order down to one of the shops. On reflection, I do remember the wool shop,my mum was an avid knitter, right up until she died eight years ago

 My parents went to have another family, quite a shock, when you are about to get married. So ended up with two more brothers. Our two sons grew up with them, with only very few years between. PHEW! Incidently you are right about the age, fast approaching 78!!! Can't believe it where does the time go, but still it is still good to go down memory lane.

Regards Beryl Talbot

By Beryl Talbot
On 10/09/2015

Hello Beryl, how time can distort your memory for accurate detail. The girl in my class was indeed Margaret SHOLL who would be my age (75 this month). She was a pretty fair haired girl from what I remember and no doubt is your younger sister. Yes I did know and play with Lesley Bedborough who lived in Forrest Road just under the bridge and on the corner with Morden Way. He had a very good looking elder sister with black hair who all the elder boys fancied. Do you remember Dr Fernandez who's surgery was just by the bridge. He had a piano in his surgery literally covered in dusty bottles and was more interested in how my football was progressing than what I was suffering from. He was a very fat kindly Italian man  who I was told by my late father played football himself with the local teams before the war.Just down the road from you was a blind man who lost his sight during the war when running to capture what he thought was a German pilot in his parachute. It turned out to be a land mine that exploded above ground damaging a lot of houses. On the corner of Glastonbury Road/Love Lane lived the Bristows two boys Keith and Roy. Their aunt flo who lived with them lost her partner on a day out to Brighton when he drowned just off the beach.

I do remember the Brian Beckwith who lived in Glastonbury Road. He was deaf and dumb and I was the only lad who tried to communicate with him. He would knock on my front door and swap playing cards and comics. I can still remember the day he explained to me with hand signs how he had met a deaf and dumb girl. He must have been five years older than me and I believe they eventually got married as I never ever saw him again. Believe it or not but I can still see in my minds eye your father who regularly walked passed my house no doubt on his way to and from work but I cannot say I actually remember seeing your mother. Being one of the local toe rags I was always playing out and about the estate from scrumping apples from back gardens to climbing over the school fences to play cricket in the play grounds. Its amazing what a seven to twelve year old takes on board memory wise yet cant remember what I was doing last week.

Your brother might remember my two sisters, Linda who is now 73 and Christine now 68. You are right, where does the time go and brings back memories of what my grandfather said to me when I was ten years old when he said, "Enjoy yourself whilst you are young son because before you know where you are you will be my age" He was about 70 then, I am now 75 and doesn't bear thinking about.

No doubt I will think of other moments during my St Helier days, usually the moment I sign out.

Regards      Ray Vail 

By Ray Vail
On 14/09/2015

Just remembered something that no one I know can remember. At the Reigate Avenue end of Glastonbury Road was all open park land with a little stream running through. One day round about 1950 an aeroplane made a crash landing in the open field almost landing on a postage stamp. No one was hurt and can still remember playing near the plane until about three days later a crew arrived to dismantle the wings and cart it away on a huge lorry. When viewing the area today I still marvel at how that pilot managed to land in such a small space.

You being three years older than me we were probably at Glastonbury Junior School at the same time. Mr Davis was the head master taking a lesson near my classroom.  I was asked by my own teacher to go next door and ask for some chalk. Seeing all the "big girls" I started to blush like a ripe tomato much to the amusement of the whole class. If you were in that classroom and this rings a bell, that kid was me. 

By RAY VAIL
On 17/09/2015

As with most schools, Glastonbury Girls was divided into four houses. Avalon red which was mine Dunstan blue and I cannot remember the names of yellow and green. So I hoping that there will be some of the old girls out there that that might. We were taken one year down to Glastonbury in Somerset I think probably in about 1953/4 to see what our houses were named after. The Isle of Avalon and Dunstan I believe after a priest. Does anyone recall that visit? Then going on to Wookey Hole, I have never liked caves since! We were very competitive and if my memory serves me right, Avalon did pretty well in quizzes etc.

We also had a sports day, shared with the boys school next to ours. Very exciting for a group of young ladies. I don't know if the boys thought so! going by the dances we had together, I think they would have probably liked to have done something else.

Here's hoping that someone might have a better memory than I.

By Beryl Talbot nee Sholl
On 21/09/2015

Glastonbury Junior School;

Does anyone remember their teachers during the period of 1948 -1952. There was a Miss Pidgeon a very pretty lady and a Mr Fletcher a very tall good looking guy. They always seemed to keep together during school day trips  which was not surprising as all the other teachers were either middle aged or near retiring. Mr Harris a very nice man who lived in Sutton Common Road near the Plough pub. "Miss" Greenfield a very old fashioned lady with whiskers who would read each day a passage from "The Coral Island" a story of three boys ship wrecked on an island. To this day I still remember the thrill of listening to the progress of the story and still remember her to this day 65 years later. I even bought the book and still have it on my bookshelf, much to my wife's amusement. Mrs Crouch, a Miss Marples look alike who to me always look grumpy. The first time I met Miss Francis the school secretary, the same Miss Francis that I have mentioned before in one of my earlier memories. She always had a cheerful smile every time our paths crossed and would always say hello Raymond. Mr Davis the head master a very strict disciplinarian who ruled with a slipper if you got out of line. He was a Labour candidate for the local area and lived I believe at Rose Hill somewhere. A Mr Beesly the school care taker who lived in Hexham Road at the rear end of the infant section. During school holidays he would chase me and other friends from the playgrounds where we were playing cricket.

I can also remember the delivery of the school's coke for the school's heating where it was piled ten feet sky high at one end of the playground and that is where it stayed until the next delivery three or four months later. Can you imagine that today, it would not be there after a few days before someone stole it let alone three or four months. There are other teachers faces I can bring to mind but cannot remember their names, maybe someone out there could remind me.

By Ray Vail
On 09/10/2015

I went to Tweeddale from about 1976 to 1979 after moving from Deptford.  We originally came from Mitcham.  It was an interesting school back then.  After that I went to Carshalton High School for Boys until 1984.  Back then I was known as Paul Bull, name change later.  I get back to the area from time to time as my family still lives there and I'm in the States now.  Things have changed a great deal.

By Paul Fisher
On 23/10/2015

It was great to read the comments on Welbeck Road (No 8) school. I left in1949, and at that time the head master was Mr Matthews, others I remember were Mr Purton (D1), Mr Cook (D2) Mr Gardener (Carpentry). I have not seen a mention of the football team, which were the strongest in the area. The colours were black and red quartered. I well remember waiting outside Mr Matthews office for the cane, which could be a one or two hander. At times when sent for the cane we would rub our hand on the brick wall in the toilet to make it red, as the teacher, usually Mr Wild, would check our hand to ensure that we had in fact had the cane. My best friends were Brian Hill, and Bobby Smith, and I wonder if they read this site. 

By Harry Mitchell
On 23/10/2015

Hi Ray, I remember the aircraft landing in the field by Reigate Avenue on a Sunday morning, I was playing football with some mates including a boy named Terry Knight and we all had to scatter when it came. If I remember it came down in one field and bounced over a hedge into the next coming to stop between the goal posts. We were told it had run out of fuel.

By Eric Plummer
On 16/03/2016

Hi Eric, You were certainly closer to that aircraft coming down than me as i only found out the following day when with my mates we rushed to see the "wreckage". I do not recognise your name but may know you by sight but certainly remember Terry Knight who lived in Glastonbury Road and had a lovely looking sister. I think she married a chap in Morden Way if my memory serves me right. Terry Knight would have been about five years older than me so we never actually mixed with the same age groups and guess you and him are about eighty years old now. If this is so you will probably remember Billy Burrows, the Wing family, Roy Radford, the Hartford boys, John Chapman, The Lill family, Joyce Reader, Hilda Harding all of which would be in your age group. Leo's the ice cream van would park every evening on the corner of Hartland Road and Glastonbury selling the greatest ice-cream you ever tasted and won many awards. There was also "Odds and Cods" a mobile fish and chip van parked at the bottom of Love Lane. My mother instructed me not to tell our relations that we had fish and chips for dinner as they would think we were hard up. How times have changed as it is no longer a meal for the impoverished but still one of the best by my reckoning.

By Ray Vail
On 27/03/2016

Hi Harry, pleased to see Matthews was Head of No8 in your day. I attended from 1934 until 1938 when I left for employment as a Boy Messenger with the G.P.O. subsequently serving on a Flower Class Corvette during WW11.I remember Cook as Geography teacher, Purtan as my class teacher, Ahar who taught German, Hutchinson Games, Birchall Music with a love of Charlie Kunz. Mr.Matthews an ex Major in the First World War and a prisoner, was a real gent who on the early death of my young brother brought flowers to the house and walked behind the cortage on behalf of the school friends. I have never forgotten this man.

By Edward Wilkins
On 02/04/2016

I was very pleased to see the post from Lucy Paddephatt as Colin Paddephatt was a good friend of mine but we lost touch when the family moved to Crawley in the 1960s? My brother,  Dennis, knew your Dad Cecil and also mentions John and Freddie. I went to Welbeck School from about 1949 to 1955 and recently found my badge when I was knight to the may queen in 1952! Are there any other Welbeck knights out there? 

By Ted Jarvis
On 26/04/2016

Memories of Welbeck from around 1949 to 1955 - I don't recall an air raid shelter but the canteen looked quite new and I remember the bright cream paint. I think there was another  building beside it but don't know what it was - I always went home for lunch and only went into the canteen on one or two occasions. I remember walking home at lunch time on the day King George died and there was such a heavy doom-laden atmosphere with solemn music being played on the radio so I knew something awful had happened.

I'm glad somebody mentioned the 'Theatre' which seemed like another, almost magical world and a haven from the hubbub of school life and it was such a treat to be taken there for a lesson - perhaps by Miss Mumford, the headmistress of the infant school. I think the head of the juniors was Mr Davis who tried to convince me that being a 'Goalie' was not a good career aspiration as I think he was previously a professional footballer and told me how easily a footballing career can end through injury with nothing to fall-back on ( a marked difference to our current high earners!).

I remember the flame-haired Miss Davies who taught in the juniors and classmates John and Janet Gillet, Jean Robinson, Alan Marlowe, Dicky Bird, Janet Morgan and Carol Tavender who was the May Queen I referred to in my previous post. Also David (Stinker) Hughes who had a pet jackdaw.

By Ted Jarvis
On 28/04/2016

I went to Welbeck Road school, infants through juniors then on to Greenwrythe Lane Secondary girls school. Ron, I seem to know many of the same people as you do, so we must have known each other, probably in the same class. I lived on Peterborough Road also.

 

 

 

By Sylvia Ramsey
On 14/05/2017

Hello Ray,sorry I have not relied to your letter before but I have not been on the site since  March,how time flies.Yes I did know Terry Knight,he was mate of mine,infact I did go to his sisters wedding,Shelia Knight,there were two younger sisters also,they were twins,I also knew some of the other boys you mentioned ,John Chapman,Roy Radford and Billy Burrows,infact if I remember rightly Billy was born on the same day as me,and yes you are right I was eighty earlier this year.I think Terry moved to Dagenham when he married.I lived further down the road nearly opposite the school,other boys that come to mind down that end of the road were the Smiths,Alan Pembroke,the Coopers,Billy Wills or Wheels and Donald Shand and a younger brother.Like you say Leos ice cream was the best,never tasted better.

All the best Eric Plummer

PS I had an older brother John, he is 85 this yearQ

By eric plummer
On 14/05/2017

I went to Green Wrythe Lane girls school from juniors to seniors and remember the snow and the slides we made and the teachers would come out with buckets of hot water to melt the ice. Miss Donegal was the headmistress then, she was Scottish and had red hair. I remember the rounders we played and the beautiful willow trees along the fence. Every year the council would take us on a coach trip to Littlehampton where we were given a box with a piece of fruit a sausage and some discount tickets for the rides at Butlins amusement park we all had a good day but in those days it took all day to travel there and back. I was in the school choir and we used to sing at the town in Carshalton also at the local church. Mr King the music teacher was very talented and composed his own music. We went to assembly every morning and the teachers sat against the wall whilst us kids on the floor which was a wood floor and became very hard after a while. Every year they had a big fun fair manned by gypsies in their caravans, I looked forward to this as it was a bit of fun. Hope I can refresh some memories.

By Joanne Schreuder (née Joan Best)
On 15/09/2016

Joan, I was in your class & in the choir with dear Mr. King. I have photo's of the choir on stage, in the Musical "Merry England" and one of all the school Choirs of Carshalton and surrounding area. 

By Sylvia McCarthy nee Ramsey
On 14/11/2016

I would love to hear from someone who as a child "lost" a pedal car in Canterbury Road in 1950/1.

I and two friends were in that area when we came across this pedal car left on the side of the road. Not thinking it belonged to another child who probably went indoors for his tea and left it there like kids do. I jumped in and pedalled home to show my dad of my lucky find. My dad was furious and instructed me in no uncertain terms to return it to the exact spot where I found it as some child is probably  brokenhearted thinking he has lost his pride and joy. I pedalled the mile or so back to where I found it and left it in the curb where it could easily be seen. I have often wondered if it was found by the original owner or did some other scallywag pedal off and didn't have such an honest father as I had. That was sixty six years ago so I doubt if I will ever know, but you never can tell.

By Ray Vail
On 22/11/2016

I went to Willows Infants in the 1960s. My name is also Ray Vail, not to be confused with the other bloke on here of the same name!

I remember a rather spiteful teacher by the name of Miss Bunt. She inspired us to learn by saying we were the in the Divvy Class! Would pull our hair and grab us around our necks.

By Ray H Vail
On 15/01/2017

I could not see any memories from No3 school , Lilleshall Road School as it was known when I joined it but it changed its name to Garth while I was there. I was on the staff of the junior school from 1954 to 1959.  I came straight from college and was given one of the youngest classes, the Headmaster saying I have given you just 49 children, the other year teacher can have 51.  He retired soon after and Mr. Price became the new head.  We all spent a lot of time and energy building the shallow swimming pool in the grounds.  I wonder how long it lasted.

By Wendy Cope
On 18/01/2017

My stepdad was Dennis Alfred Cave Miller, born in 1924, and he attended one of the junior schools near his home at 116 Westminster Rd, Sutton. He had a sister Pam. He told me that Eric Porter attended the school but I don't know if he knew him or just heard about that. Can anyone enlighten me on the school he attended?

By Juliet Miller
On 28/01/2017

Well used site and good to hear of the good old days. I attended Canterbury boys from 1949 untill end of 1952 and these were some of the best few years i ever had. Teachers without exception were briliant. I played football for St Heliers district schools and it was a good team to be part of. Canterbury rd had a very strong team through these years and the team photo is the only photo i have of my time at the school. Mr Cross was headmaster, Tricket english and Pt /sport. We had a good grassed sports area and cricket nets. Mr Fletcher may have been our English teacher and he was a relative of thr Fletcher cricket family. Our school captain Ray Swallow played cricket for England schoolboys and on leaving school went to Arsenal FC.   George Hurley now living Sydney Australia. 24/2/2017

By George Hurley
On 06/03/2017

Hi Ray, reading your reminisces on the times spent at Glastonbury school was very interesting and nostalgic I remember all the names you mentioned but the years have flown. Just like to thank you for bringing back so many happy memories of times past you may remember me I'm Jim Hills used to live in Glastonbury road. 

By James Hills
On 08/08/2017

My Brother Ronald Jackson attended Welbeck School.  I found a German / English dictionary awarded to him for art at camp. 

By Geoff Jackson
On 08/08/2017

I attended Garth from 1958 to 1963 under the headship of H C Morris who was years ahead in providing for non grammar students. Although I only got three GCEs I ended up with a BEd (horns), MA (Ed) and Doctorate plus ordination for the baptist ministry. I spent 25 years teaching RE and Careers in two Norfolk High Schools. I still keep in touch with Geoff Bannister who came to Garth as a scientist but changed to German and stayed for 30 years. He is now 80. I remember Crocker, Hayden, Mrs Shelley, Whitmore Amongst others. I have some photos of student groups.

By Graham Pickhaver
On 23/08/2017

I owe much to this other Ray H Vail in directing me in finding my family tree. Unfortunately I whipped all contact details from my PC and would love more info from him.

Ray Vail (the North Cheam one)

By RAY VAIL
On 05/09/2017

Hello James, you may not believe me but I do remember you. The lad with the mop of ginger hair who lived next door to another Jimmy named Jimmy Hamilton. Bonfire day unlike today was a very exciting night when everybody added their contribution of firewood to a growing mountain at the bottom of Love Lane on the central green. Another neighbour was a lad named Martin Smith who's father I believe was a greengrocer judging by the many timber boxes he loaded onto this bonfire. I guess you would be about my age, 77 young next month but cannot remember you at Glastonbury School I just remember that shock of thick ginger hair.

Just opposite your house on the green was a very large rectangular brick enclosure for storing water for the fire services during the war years so I was told.

I believe you must have moved in the 1950s as I cannot recollect seeing you around after that period.

I lived next to the railway bridge at 119 Love Lane which was very exciting for a seven year old when we first moved there from New Addington. People often remarked who on earth do you cope with all the noise when the trains travel over the bridge. Truth is that after you have lived there for a few years you just do not notice when a train passes as you probably know yourself having a rear garden next to the railway bank.

The only real terror for me was being woken up at about 3.0am when a steam engine shunting trucks let out a long loud toot before shunting towards St Helier Station without a care for the sleeping residents.

By Ray Vail
On 23/08/2017

I was a pupil at Glastonbury Secondary Modern School for Boys from 1963 to 1968. Bessie Baynes was my first form teacher and also our maths teacher. How I remember having to recite times tables etc on a Monday morning. She also was not adverse to giving the slipper either if you mis-behaved. Mr Twilley was the headmaster with Mr Saunders his deputy. Later there was Mr Oram (Batman) headmaster who could be heard coming down the corridors as he had "Blackleys" on heels of his shoes. I dont expect there were many schools where the music teacher (Mr Whitmore) drove a Bentley motor car. How many remember PE with Mr Sanders wielding a piece of rubber as punishment. Also having to run the Four Pubs. Happy days  

By James Spencer
On 05/09/2017

Hello John C Day,

I know it was ten years ago when you last submitted to this site but speaking to a friend recently it transpires that you were a neighbour of his in Tintern Road and must have know John Reeves who lived just up the road from you. My friend was Johns younger brother Bob who lived at No 4 behind the grassed area. Your younger brother Terry was our goalkeeper in the Tweedale Old Boys football team and also went on the Tweedale school Switzerland Easter trip in 1958.

Unfortunately my friend Bob does not keep in touch with his brother John other than Christmas cards so no news there.

Ray Vail

By RAY VAIL
On 05/09/2017

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