December 1932 - Southgate County School
December 1932 - Southgate County School
December 1932 - Southgate County School
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<strong>Southgate</strong> <strong>County</strong> <strong>School</strong> Magazine 23<br />
dry canteens both did a record trade. It was estimated that a<br />
dozen gross of bottles of lemonade and ginger beer were sold<br />
daily.<br />
The next morning" we woke early and found ourselves well<br />
in Stockholm Fjord. Cameras were immediately brought out and<br />
were in constant use for the rest of the day. We were received<br />
at the magnificent Town Hall, and after that we split up into<br />
parties, and roamed about the town. During a violent rain<br />
storm our party took shelter in a cafd where we had what seemed<br />
to us the best meal we had had for years. After this we went<br />
round the vegetable market, met an Englishman, ate enormous<br />
quantities of "Eskimo Pie," and the uninitiated among us scattered<br />
the paper impartially all over Stockholm. We learnt afterwards<br />
that this was an offence almost as terrible as walking on<br />
the grass, and by doing it we had let the British Nation down.<br />
Stockholm is undoubtedly a wonderfully clean city, and its public<br />
gardens, lakes and innumerable bridges give it a very pleasant<br />
aspect.<br />
Our departure was triumphal. Eskimo Pie vendors once more<br />
did a roaring trade, and while we waited nearly two hours for two<br />
or three people who had lost themselves, we treated the inhabitants<br />
to some community singing, while they intoned responses<br />
in no .uncertain manner. We left about 7.30, and all the way down<br />
the Fjord we whistled and sang and shouted to the hundreds of<br />
rowing and motor-boats which passed us. There are cafes on<br />
several of the islands in the Fjord, and the many coloured lights<br />
in these and on the small boats produced a delightfully fairy-like<br />
effect. We went to bed that night feeling that life was not so bad<br />
really.<br />
After this day we all began to take a new interest in affairs;<br />
deck sports, a concert, and talented nocturnal entertainments by<br />
one of our party all combining to blot out the memory of those<br />
first days, so that when we reached Copenhagen, with the eyes<br />
of Denmark upon us, we thoroughly enjoyed a three-hour trip<br />
round the town in chars-a-banc. This occupied all the morning,<br />
and after dinner on the boat we marched in fours along the main<br />
streets to the Town Hall, where we were officially welcomed and<br />
supplied with light refreshments. There were more speeches, and<br />
then we were let loose in the Tivoli Gardens, where we rode on<br />
switchbacks and made ourselves merry generally. We then<br />
marched back to the boat, singing occasionally, and accompanied<br />
by thousands of the inhabitants, most of whom had bicycles.<br />
Arrived on the boat we once more sang to about five or six thousand<br />
people on the quay who, however, did not reply. And so we<br />
left Copenhagen at nightfall.<br />
Gothenburg was our next port of call, and we were in the<br />
Fjord by the time we woke up. Gothenburg is Sweden's second<br />
town, and its shipbuilding activity is plainly seen (and heard) from<br />
the yards, which abound for miles along the Fjord. The town<br />
did not impress us greatly; it had no splendid buildings like those<br />
of Stockholm, and the only attraction was the pleasure park,