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MEMORIES Ken Pepper writes from Whistler, B.C. Canada (1944-52) I have enjoyed reading the articles in Summer Times by other former pupils & as I winter in mild Vancouver (as opposed to frigid Ot‐ tawa). I thought that some words from afar would perhaps add to the mosaic. I started my school career at the Convent, directed there in wartime, and upset the nuns by refusing to kiss the cross! Next came St. Martin’s, where I wore out my knees kneeling in church. I must have learned something, however, because I passed the entrance exam into the Prep. Department at the High School in 1944. One of my close friends in classes was (Dr.) John Webster, who is still a close friend and the one who prodded me into rejoining the Asso‐ ciation a few years ago. Thanks to him, and to all those who kept it going. Malcolm Storry was an even earlier friend, we took it in turn to throw stuff out of our prams. We also remain in close contact. As with others, my early years were guided by “Brad” Bradley, “Pop” Francis, “Tich” Richard‐ son, “H.A.P.” Taylor, Miss Morley, “Ma” Meighan (spelling?), Miss Griggs, Harry Wall‐ head, et al. Later it was “Biff” Smith, “Les” Brown, “Gib” Giblett, “Ed” Colenut, “Di” Lid‐ dicott, Bill Potts (Senior), “Jock” Roxburgh, Derek Price, ? Nutman, et al. I was reasonably good in English, History, (but I hated having to draw, say, “The Rocket”, and thus get low marks, as opposed to writing; protesting was to no avail in those days), Ge‐ ography, Chemistry, Biology, & Woodwork, and reasonably bad in various rather key sub‐ jects such as Math, Physics and French. Most of my Art lessons were spent collecting stray 22 lunch money from every class! That was the only time I had to face the twin terror of “Bon” Clark & “Billy” Binder. My favourite gym classes were those where we played “cannonballs & pirates” and similar! Sports were not my forte; thus I appear in no pictures or records of same, but the Air Train‐ ing Corps was, thus I got a lot out of it and hopefully put some back. Aircraft were of great interest to me & having the opportunity to fly in them, train as a glider pilot and win a flight to Singapore was bliss to me! Making it to Ft. Sgt. also gave me much needed self‐ confi‐ dence in leading people and in communicat‐ ing, even though rather loudly at times! Thank you to Messrs. Taylor, French, Feather et al. It has been suggested that we have an A.T.C. attachment to the web site: great idea, but I am barely computer literate; however, if we have an expert in our midst ???? ( M‐ m‐m‐, Cpl. Bill Potts, the Junior, comes to mind !) I, for one, have pictures & observations to put forward if it can happen. Camping and cycling were big hobbies but I never went to school camp as such (several in the A.T.C. though); finances got in the way. I wound up with 8 subjects on my G.C.E. and eagerly entered the 6 th form ‐‐ for exactly one term: September to December 1952! Career guidance was a bit limited in those days, it seems to me, so when my Mother came in for a chat with “the School”, somehow it was agreed that ongoing education was not for me and I found myself out of school and looking for a job! That process inherently involved my Mother contacting her bank & insurer to obtain interviews for a very stunned K.W.K.P! After a brief battle for my services, The Yorkshire In‐ surance Company won out over The Midland Bank; the takeover bid being £165.00 per year! I kid you not, that was how my career was cho‐ sen, a far cry from a science oriented career, with Boots the Chemists or similar, as I had hoped. Do others have similar stories? In 1954‐55 came National Service in the RAF,
as a communications tech., with active service in Cyprus, not my choice on either count! By now I was back up to £3 per week! Better still, I returned to The Y.I.C. at £300.00 per year! After Suez, Hungary etc. ( and in my case, little prospect of owning a decent sports car‐‐ darn those finances), many, many of us voted with our feet and left for other shores. Mal‐ colm Storry & I sailed together to Canada, to be met in Montreal by Bill Potts the Junior! Malcolm returned to the U.K. (as we had originally intended) but somehow I stayed on, and 46 years later, I settle for frequent visits to Britain. My wife and I also travel to other safe places frequently, so if you ask me at a dinner or lunch to “drop in”, beware! Even Gary and June Watson in Dunedin, N.Z. South Island, greeted us, very warmly, last year! What else? Ah yes, work and marriage, I did both. Although insurance was by no means my intended career, somehow it stuck and treated me quite well. I knuckled down to the exams & became a “Fellow” of the Insurance Institute quite young—finally spending from 1972 to 1990 with a firm which specialized in big risks and Professional Liability. I retired completely in 1995, after five years consulting. I finally bought a sports car! Marriage came somewhat later than for most, at 32, to Sheila Dey of Toronto and here we are relaxing at the Whistler ski resort, 36 years later, with John and Lyn Webster (February 2002). We have two young people, Andrew, 30, and Margaret, 25. Our home is officially Nepean (Ottawa), but we now have a toe hold in Vancouver: better climate! Some of the buses which serve the Whistler area carry the Plaxtons logo, a nostalgic link with my wonderful home town. OLD BILL REMEMBERS by Brian Eves (1951-58) My career at SBHS ended on Friday 18 th July, 1958 and on Monday 21 st July I en‐ 23 rolled as a cadet with the Metropoli‐ tan Police Junior Cadet Force. Over the next 21 months I was to progress to the dizzy heights of Senior Cadet and pass through the training school at Hendon where I was informed that in 13 weeks I would be expected to learn enough to equip me for a 30 year career. On Monday 2 nd May, 1960, my 19 th birthday, I was sworn in as a constable by the Assistant Commissioner C.I.D. Assistant Commission‐ ers of the Metropolitan Police are Justices of the Peace for the purpose of administering oaths. I remember taking the Constables’ Oath and an oath of allegiance to the Queen. The reason for the second oath is that all royal residences are guarded by the Metropolitan Police. I was posted to Paddington Green Police Sta‐ tion, which had featured in the film ‘The Blue Lamp’, and on my arrival there I was in‐ formed that I would be required to form part of the Divisional Contingent at the wedding of H.R.H. The Princess Margaret and Mr. Anthony Armstrong‐Jones. This meant that I only had a couple of days to get my No. 1 dress uniform into shape. This kit, which is no longer used, consisted of a heavy frock coat with stand up collar and lined with a white melton blanket, and heavy felt trousers, which required serious belt and braces to hold them up. The ensemble was finished off with a wide leather belt and white gloves. The great day dawned and I had to parade at 4.30 a.m. Our contingent consisted of 1 In‐ spector, 1 sergeant, and 25 P.C.s. After a short briefing, during which the new boy was allo‐ cated to two older and more experienced officers to guide him, we were conveyed to the Mall and posted to part of the proces‐
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