In Touch fourth edition - St Hughs
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<strong>In</strong> <strong>Touch</strong> with <strong>St</strong> Hugh’s<br />
Carswell Manor, Faringdon, Oxon, SN7 8PT<br />
Email: pastpupils@st-hughs.co.uk<br />
Tel: 01367 870700 Fax: 01367 870707<br />
www.st-hughs.oxon.sch.uk<br />
Issue 4<br />
Autumn 2006<br />
1906 Centenary year 2006<br />
Our Centenary Journey<br />
Oh what a year this has been! Our jour‐<br />
ney has taken us from 1906 Chislehurst to<br />
the Carswell of today. We have journeyed<br />
physically by train and bicycle, emotion‐<br />
ally as we have remembered times past,<br />
and intellectually as we have researched<br />
both the history of the school and life<br />
beyond it throughout those 100 years. We<br />
have had lots of company along the way:<br />
pupils, staff, parents and governors of<br />
today, former pupils and their families<br />
and former staff from across the years.<br />
Reports follow on an exciting year.<br />
A last word from Derek Cannon<br />
as he and Verena retire.<br />
<strong>In</strong> almost two years since I wrote in the first<br />
<strong>edition</strong> of <strong>In</strong> <strong>Touch</strong>, <strong>St</strong> Hughʹs has been a<br />
hive of activity and achievement. The tra‐<br />
ditionally active life of the school has gath‐<br />
ered further pace with the wonderful cen‐<br />
tenary celebrations, highlighted elsewhere.<br />
It has been a joy to see the involvement of<br />
so many of the wider <strong>St</strong> Hughʹs family and<br />
we can all reflect on a marvellous year.<br />
Achievements have been legion. 2005 saw<br />
20 awards to senior schools, with a further<br />
15 added this year. Among team trophies<br />
won have been the following: the national<br />
SATIPS Poetry Cup, the Marlborough de‐<br />
bate, the Magdalen College School Prep<br />
Schoolsʹ Challenge for general knowledge,<br />
the county Under 11 hockey championship<br />
and a large number of sports tournaments.<br />
Other notable performances were given by<br />
our boysʹ cross country runners and girlsʹ<br />
netball team, each only narrowly pipped into<br />
second place in IAPS national championships.<br />
Tennis successes have continued spectacu‐<br />
larly, with 3 IAPS national titles (out of a pos‐<br />
sible 8) in 2005 followed by 2 in 2006.<br />
Other individual achievements include med‐<br />
als in national cross country, athletics and<br />
judo, strong performances in national swim‐<br />
ming, prizes in national poetry, history and<br />
general knowledge competitions and selection<br />
for the national tennis academy, national<br />
childrenʹs orchestra and the Eisteddfod. This<br />
by no means exhaustive list gives a hint of the<br />
breadth of the school, the talents of pupils and<br />
the skills of staff.<br />
I have referred above to involvement of the<br />
wider school family. This is underlined by the<br />
continuing demand from former pupils to<br />
return for work experience or as gap students<br />
and by the astonishing response to events<br />
such as the fireworks concert. It was a particu‐<br />
lar delight this year to welcome back Profes‐<br />
sor Colin Normand as guest speaker on<br />
Speech Day, when we also enjoyed the com‐<br />
pany of Derek Newton. It has been splendid<br />
to see them and so many of you during the<br />
year.<br />
Finally, a personal note. Verena and I have<br />
been overwhelmed by your generosity and<br />
kindness as we leave <strong>St</strong> Hughʹs after twenty<br />
two and a half years. We wish the school and<br />
all of you every future happiness and success<br />
and hope that the ties strengthened by the<br />
centenary will long be preserved.<br />
And we welcome new headmaster,<br />
Andrew Nott, his wife Sarah and children:<br />
Elizabeth, William, Henry,<br />
George and James.<br />
During our initial visit to <strong>St</strong> Hugh’s before the<br />
first round of interviews, Sarah and I were<br />
really struck by the happy, busy atmosphere<br />
of the school and especially by the cheerful,<br />
friendly and well‐mannered children. We felt<br />
immediately ‘at home’ and several weeks<br />
later, once the recruitment process had been<br />
completed, it was with real pleasure and en‐<br />
thusiasm that I accepted the position as Head‐<br />
master.<br />
Derek and Verena have left a fine legacy and<br />
a school in excellent form. <strong>St</strong> Hugh’s has a<br />
strong reputation not just in the local area but<br />
much further afield, too. I feel very privileged<br />
to be leading the school now and it is my job<br />
to build on the success of previous genera‐<br />
tions and to lead <strong>St</strong> Hugh’s into the beginning<br />
of its second century.<br />
Reading the memories of those who have<br />
contributed to this <strong>edition</strong>, it is quite evident<br />
that the school is held in deep affection by so<br />
many. Before our arrival here, we were fortu‐<br />
nate to have been invited to some of the cele‐<br />
brations of the centenary year and it was mar‐<br />
vellous to be able to speak to some former<br />
pupils about their experiences and recollec‐<br />
tions. Time spent at <strong>St</strong> Hugh’s is remembered<br />
with real fondness and as Derek said in his<br />
piece, this fondness felt by previous genera‐<br />
tions continues into the present with many<br />
former pupils being keen to return in their<br />
GAP years.<br />
We are so grateful for the warm welcome we<br />
have received from the whole <strong>St</strong> Hugh’s com‐<br />
munity and we and our five children have<br />
settled in very well. I am now much enjoying<br />
the challenge of leading the school and hope<br />
to continue the excellent work of my prede‐<br />
cessors. We have celebrated a memorable<br />
past and we look forward to an exciting fu‐<br />
ture.<br />
Andrew Nott
<strong>St</strong> Hugh’s says goodbye to<br />
Derek & Verena<br />
We said<br />
a special<br />
goodbye<br />
to Derek<br />
a n d<br />
Verena at<br />
the end<br />
of the<br />
summer<br />
term,<br />
prior to their retirement at the end of Au‐<br />
gust. They were showered with gifts and<br />
good wishes which they are doing their best<br />
to fit into their Cumbrian cottage! Their<br />
farewell party was attended by over 300<br />
parents, former pupils and families with<br />
some of the sixth year pupils handing out<br />
delicious parent‐made canapés arranged<br />
through FOSH. A collection among the<br />
extended <strong>St</strong> Hugh’s family had raised funds<br />
for a very special gift: a stunning portrait of<br />
their daughter Sarah (a former pupil her‐<br />
self), painted by well‐known artist and for‐<br />
mer parent, Clare Shenstone.<br />
Memories were recalled and tributes paid by<br />
Roger Snow, Derek’s deputy head for so<br />
many years, former parent Mike Jack, for‐<br />
mer pupil Nicola Hickman, former teacher<br />
and friend Charles Wilkinson and by Sarah<br />
herself. James Guillum Scott, Chairman of<br />
Governors, read out a tribute from Derek<br />
Newton who was Chairman when Derek<br />
was appointed.<br />
Derek’s own words in his final letter to par‐<br />
ents in the summer newsletter describe his<br />
and Verena’s response. ‘The party arranged<br />
for us was a great delight and we are lost for<br />
words to express the joy given to us by that<br />
gathering and by the extraordinary present<br />
of a portrait of our daughter, Sarah. Sarah,<br />
who overcame extreme prematurity not<br />
simply to survive but to be such a wonder‐<br />
ful daughter, holds centre stage in our<br />
hearts and nothing could have given us<br />
greater pleasure than that portrait, painted<br />
with such skill and feeling by Clare Shen‐<br />
stone.’<br />
We wish Derek and Verena a long and<br />
happy retirement.<br />
Some of the other events we<br />
have enjoyed this year . . .<br />
<strong>St</strong> Hugh’s Day<br />
A special<br />
service<br />
in <strong>St</strong><br />
Mary’s<br />
Church,<br />
Buck‐<br />
land was<br />
followed<br />
by a French market and French themed<br />
lunch in school, complete with chocolate foun‐<br />
tain! The afternoon was filled with It’s a<br />
Knock Out inter‐house competitions on the<br />
field and a good time was had by all.<br />
Centenary Golf Event<br />
It was great to welcome back former pupils,<br />
parents and staff: Jeremy & Philip Bickerton,<br />
James Gervers, Chris Goldingham, Roger<br />
Harrison, David Jackson, James Lake and<br />
Iona Smith to take part, alongside the head‐<br />
master, current parents and staff in our special<br />
golf event at Carswell Golf Club. Husbands<br />
and wives<br />
joined us in<br />
the evening<br />
for a jolly<br />
dinner and<br />
prize‐giving<br />
in school. It<br />
was all great<br />
fun with<br />
David Jack‐<br />
son’s winning team ‘The Grumpy Old Men’<br />
taking the much coveted trophy. There may<br />
well be a next time so if you feel like a chal‐<br />
lenge, watch this space …<br />
Grand Centenary Ball<br />
What a night it was! We have run out of su‐<br />
perlatives to describe it but to quote one parent<br />
‘we had a brilliant evening’. It was wonderful<br />
to see so many of our former pupils and par‐<br />
ents at the event. The champagne flowed in<br />
the beautifully decorated reception tent and<br />
was but a small taste of what was to come.<br />
The enormous dining marquee was a vision of<br />
pink and red feathers with wonderful banners<br />
bearing photos of the school through its 100<br />
years lining the ‘walls’. (Banners which would<br />
be used throughout the coming weeks as the<br />
celebrations and events stepped up.) We had<br />
an excellent meal with great magic by former<br />
pupil Charles Wyn‐Davies, we danced, then<br />
gambled away our <strong>St</strong> Hugh’s fun money<br />
(bearing the headmaster’ head) on the casino<br />
and vied for a go on the scalextric. It really<br />
was a ‘grand’ evening. The organisers, Fi<br />
Viney, Hailey <strong>St</strong>oneham and Ruth Richards<br />
(all current parents) had done an amazing job.<br />
To quote from parent Miranda Collins’ article<br />
in the school newsletter ‘Everything was<br />
thought of in order to give us a wonderfully<br />
happy evening.’<br />
Junior Ball for 5th/6th Years<br />
and leavers of 2004 & 2005<br />
The following are excerpts from an ac‐<br />
count of the evening written by Catherine<br />
Yarrow, who left the school in 2005.<br />
‘It was a fantastic chance for the older<br />
years of the school to get ready to say<br />
goodbye, as they move on to their next<br />
school, and for previous students to be<br />
reunited.<br />
The biggest success of the evening, no<br />
competition, was the ice cream van!<br />
Whilst hard core metal was being played<br />
in the marquee, the sound of an ice cream<br />
van tinkling away was heard by the mesh<br />
of hard core rockers busting their moves<br />
on the dance floor and we instantly ran<br />
out . . . sweetly screaming and laughing<br />
like angelic five year olds! Other great<br />
successes were our two acts: the first,<br />
Charles Wyn‐Davies performing some<br />
astounding magic tricks and the second,<br />
our very own band, The Fracture, putting<br />
the childish chimes of the ice‐cream van<br />
to shame with their rock and roll!<br />
It was a great success and I am very<br />
thankful to the school and organisers for<br />
planning such a great evening.’<br />
Picnic & Fireworks Concert<br />
What a fitting way to end<br />
this exciting year! The<br />
concert was opened by Isabel<br />
Oon (former pupil) on<br />
the bagpipes after which,<br />
under the direction of John<br />
Ridgway, Sally Ewins and<br />
Joanna Havelock, the school<br />
orchestra and choir, together<br />
with a specially formed centenary orchestra<br />
and choir of former pupils, current and former<br />
parents and staff, as well as many of the peripatetic<br />
music teachers, parent Heather Clubb<br />
(soprano) and a professional guitarist, Liz<br />
Larner, as well as former pupil Laurie Havelock’s<br />
Jazz/Swing Band, performed a varied<br />
programme of classical and popular music in<br />
the school grounds. The quality of music was<br />
exceptional and the climax was a magnificent<br />
fireworks display by former parent Chris<br />
Gurney, accompanied by Handel’s Music for<br />
the Royal Fireworks. The marquee, house and<br />
grounds were beautifully illuminated by<br />
Oliver Helm (former pupil) and we all enjoyed<br />
picnics and chilled wine as we relaxed and<br />
enjoyed a balmy evening and excellent entertainment.<br />
After the concert there was dancing<br />
to the Tomcats (featuring former parent, Jim<br />
<strong>St</strong>agg) and we all went home (very late!)<br />
feeling glad to be<br />
part of a very<br />
large and very<br />
special family—<br />
<strong>St</strong> Hugh’s!
The wrinklies’ reunion<br />
(Pre‐1960)<br />
50 years on, and how the memories leap back<br />
into one’s mind. Carswell Manor was looking<br />
so familiar, I half expected Mr Tootell and<br />
Tom Young to welcome me at the entrance.<br />
But there were some half‐remembered faces<br />
amongst the 18 of us (some with wives) who<br />
gathered in the marquee on the front lawn;<br />
perhaps slightly self‐conscious to be looking<br />
so much older than the masters we recalled<br />
from those seemingly distant days. It was<br />
amazing to see all the memorabilia on display<br />
‐ great fun to chat about our schoolboy antics<br />
and escapades, and to be shown around the<br />
old house; the classrooms and dormitories we<br />
remembered, suddenly, with such clarity.<br />
But we were reminiscing about a small prep<br />
school of some 70 boys, running on the most<br />
austere post‐war budget, and teaching on a<br />
shoestring ‐ seventy guineas a term, I hear the<br />
present parents gasp!! Now, as we turned the<br />
corner, there was the revelation of the modern<br />
<strong>St</strong> Hughʹs. An educational cornucopia of won‐<br />
derful classrooms, equipped with a plethora<br />
of the latest equipment. What an amazing<br />
change has taken place and how lucky to be a<br />
pupil here today. And it was the children<br />
themselves who delighted us the most. So<br />
bright, so polite, and obviously enjoying<br />
themselves so much.<br />
Thank you Headmaster, teachers, staff and<br />
pupils for a lovely day, a splendid lunch, and<br />
a vivid reminder of what all of us have taken<br />
away from <strong>St</strong> Hughʹs over the years ‐ happi‐<br />
ness.<br />
Lunch in the marquee<br />
Tony <strong>St</strong>afford (1957)<br />
and the not quite so<br />
wrinklies (1960s & 70s)<br />
Ah, <strong>St</strong> Hugh’s<br />
My first full visit since leaving way back in<br />
1973. The visions and emotions come flood‐<br />
ing back as that grand old building wel‐<br />
comes our return. One feels at home in‐<br />
stantly, it is as if the school has never forgot‐<br />
ten you, just as you never really forget the<br />
school. As I walk through the huge front<br />
door, the first question springs to mind;<br />
“Exactly how long has that hall table been<br />
there”?!<br />
<strong>In</strong> a moment I am 12 again, my brother<br />
(Garrity 2 or Grotty as he later became<br />
known!) feels the same ‐ so much has<br />
changed and yet so much hasn’t.<br />
Adrian & Robin Garrity with Neil Harvey<br />
The library, (as was) is where we congregate<br />
prior to a guided tour and a later lunch.<br />
Hundreds of pieces of paraphernalia lie<br />
about on tables and pinned to notice boards<br />
which we hungrily browse, eager<br />
to find some document or photo<br />
that relates to the time we were<br />
there. As more ex‐pupils enter the<br />
room, old friendships are instantly<br />
revived and I found it quite ex‐<br />
traordinary that every pupil whom<br />
I knew at <strong>St</strong> Hugh’s, and who are<br />
now adults, was easily recognised.<br />
However, the true highlight for<br />
me had to be the entrance of Derek<br />
Cannon with Roger (Snoddy)<br />
Snow and Marle, It was delightful<br />
to see them both again and we<br />
inevitably spent a little time<br />
‘chewing the cud’ and reminiscing.<br />
Eventually, it was time for the escorted<br />
tour, we soon discovered that decades in<br />
absentia had not completely erased our<br />
memories; we quickly recognised our route<br />
and began to freely exchange tales of yore.<br />
One example being the maze of corridors in<br />
the basement where we older chaps fright‐<br />
ened the youngsters into believing there was<br />
a resident ghost!<br />
I was particularly pleased to observe the<br />
new complex dedicated to Tilly Young, as<br />
we affectionately called him, and that the<br />
school had honoured him in such a way;<br />
little did we understand at the time what a<br />
huge influence he had on our lives, he was<br />
a firm, fair man and like a father to us<br />
during what seemed like an age between<br />
leave Sundays. Undoubtedly the same<br />
feelings will go through the minds of this<br />
generation as <strong>St</strong> Hugh’s wishes Derek<br />
Cannon a long and happy retirement.<br />
Of course, the welcoming atmosphere is<br />
not only due to the building and the<br />
memories it conveys. A school is nothing<br />
without its good masters and support staff<br />
which in turn is reflected in the conduct<br />
and deportment of its pupils and this day<br />
was no exception.<br />
Suzy Robinson is worthy of special men‐<br />
tion for organising the Centenary celebra‐<br />
tions, as are the gallant pupils who es‐<br />
corted us throughout the tour, you put up<br />
with the plethora of old ‘war stories’<br />
(please, don’t go out onto the rooftops at<br />
midnight via that top floor loo window<br />
will you? ‐ At least don’t get caught!), and<br />
a total disruption to your schedule. Some‐<br />
how we made it back in time for lunch<br />
where Derek gave a hearty welcoming<br />
speech and Kim Craven replied on behalf<br />
of the visitors. Afterwards we took the<br />
opportunity to walk around the grounds,<br />
(I can’t explain how guilty I felt entering<br />
the woods at the far end of the playing<br />
fields, still out of bounds I take it?), and we<br />
were shown the magnificent new cricket<br />
pavilion. A little later, we gave our fond<br />
farewells and drove away into the warm<br />
afternoon sun.<br />
The not‐quite‐so‐wrinklies<br />
A final mention should, of course go to<br />
Derek. We owe you a debt of gratitude for<br />
allowing us into those hallowed walls<br />
again and for providing a terrific festive<br />
board at lunchtime. I’m sure I speak for<br />
everyone present in wishing you the very<br />
best for your retirement.<br />
Adrian Garrity (1973)
Former Pupil News<br />
The photograph below was sent to us by John<br />
Twallin, former pupil, whose father was joint<br />
headmaster of <strong>St</strong> Hugh’s, with Alfred John‐<br />
son, during the late 1920s and early 1930s.<br />
This was an important and impressive period<br />
of the school’s history as, under this partner‐<br />
ship, it flourished in all areas of the curricu‐<br />
lum and on the sports field.<br />
Mr Twallin discovered the cross and candle‐<br />
sticks in Bromley parish church with a card<br />
explaining that they had been presented to<br />
the church by <strong>St</strong> Hugh’s, ‘on temporary loan’,<br />
when the<br />
Bickley<br />
building<br />
w a s<br />
bombed<br />
in 1941.<br />
(It also<br />
d e ‐<br />
scribed<br />
t h e<br />
school as being ‘now closed’ ‐ a mistake we<br />
have asked them to correct!.) Some of you<br />
may remember the cross and candlesticks<br />
from the school chapel?<br />
Photo Gallery<br />
Do you recognise anyone in these photos?<br />
Denys Pringle (1965) came back for our 60s &<br />
70s reunion in May and, having looked<br />
through our archive photos, went home and<br />
kindly retrieved<br />
some of his own.<br />
Mr Dewey, whose<br />
son, Tony, was<br />
with us for our<br />
Pre‐60s reunion.<br />
This photo was<br />
taken in 1960.<br />
A coach operator demonstrating his new 52‐seater<br />
to Tom Young, Mr Sempil and boys (1962‐65).<br />
This allowed virtually the entire school to go to<br />
church in one coach (prefects in TLY’s car).<br />
Mr Sempil starts the<br />
sack race on sports<br />
day (1962‐5).<br />
Denys<br />
Pringle with<br />
his rabbit<br />
(Blackie) at<br />
Pet’s corner<br />
(1963).<br />
Down Memory Lane . . .<br />
I think that it was in January 1941, when I<br />
was living in Nottingham, that I was asked to<br />
join up with Adlington (II?) to return to<br />
school in Malvern. I was then 11 years old.<br />
We travelled from Nottingham to Derby and<br />
then on to Birmingham with no trouble, BUT<br />
when we arrived at New <strong>St</strong>reet we saw a<br />
notice saying that, due to the overnight raids<br />
and bomb damage on the rails, there were no<br />
trains going south.<br />
I was apparently in charge of our small<br />
party(!!) so we reported to the station man‐<br />
ager at about lunchtime, who informed us<br />
that there would be no trains going south<br />
until the evening, so please come back at 7<br />
o’clock. Whoopee, we had 7 hours of free‐<br />
dom to do what we wanted. Of what we did<br />
I have no memory but we enjoyed ourselves<br />
and spent most of our term’s pocket money!<br />
Our parents had, by this time, heard of the<br />
heavy overnight bombing of Birmingham<br />
and were distraught to know what had hap‐<br />
pened to their sons. After a rather boring<br />
wait at the station for another two hours we<br />
finally got underway. Progress was very<br />
slow and we eventually arrived at Worcester<br />
station at 0100, when we were told that the<br />
train was going no further.<br />
With our fun nearly over and no taxis<br />
around, we rang ‘Toots’, with what remained<br />
of our pocket money and he, much relieved<br />
to find his lost boys (whose mothers were<br />
apparently going berserk) came and fetched<br />
us. That was wartime for us . . .<br />
David Eckersley‐Maslin (1937‐1943)<br />
Jeremy Arnold attended <strong>St</strong> Hugh’s from 1953<br />
to 1956 and wrote after receiving <strong>In</strong> <strong>Touch</strong>.<br />
He has many memories of the school, the<br />
following being but a few.<br />
If you have memories of your time at <strong>St</strong> Hugh’s, please send them<br />
to Suzy Robinson by post or by email: pastpupils@st-hughs.co.uk<br />
Dinky Camps were areas in the wood<br />
where we used to play with Dinky toys.<br />
You had to be invited, or ask to join an<br />
established camp, though I suppose you<br />
could have started your own , provided<br />
that you did not encroach on anyone else’s<br />
territory. We used to ‘quarry’ something.<br />
I still don’t know what it was, from a part<br />
of the woods that was ‘Out of Bounds’<br />
next to the main road. When spread on<br />
the ground in strips it used to harden to<br />
form roads ideal for Dinky toys. Luckily,<br />
none of the masters ever thought to ask<br />
where this came from—that could have<br />
been a little embarrassing!<br />
Tony <strong>St</strong>afford reminds me that, with my<br />
war heroes in mind, I was involved in a<br />
tunnelling project. The entrance was well<br />
disguised in one of the gardens, a wooden<br />
manhole, the cover being a tray with<br />
plants growing in it. I remember that the<br />
tunnel I was involved with went partly<br />
under a track that used to run through the<br />
grounds, past the ha ha. I think we were<br />
lucky that we didn’t get killed if it had<br />
caved in! As I remember it, the spoil was<br />
dumped amongst some laurel bushes: we<br />
didn’t go so far with our re‐enactment as<br />
to shuffle about whilst dropping it down<br />
our trouser legs!<br />
Jeremy<br />
Arnold in his<br />
school garden.<br />
There was a tag game with military conno‐<br />
tations that we used to play, we used to<br />
call it ‘Go to Coventry’. There were two<br />
teams, pursuers and their quarry. A pur‐<br />
suer had to find and touch one of the<br />
quarry, saying ‘Go to Coventry’, he then<br />
had to go to a pre‐arranged spot and wait,<br />
hopefully to be rescued. One of the still<br />
free ‘quarry’ team could rescue his impris‐<br />
oned colleagues by reaching the prison<br />
and touching them. When all the ‘quarry’<br />
were caught, that was the end of the game.<br />
Hours of endless fun, and quite a bit of<br />
cunning on occasions, crawling through<br />
the long grass on one’s stomach and so on!<br />
<strong>In</strong> the winter months this could even carry<br />
on after dark, as we did not have to go in<br />
until someone came out and rang a bell.<br />
Wonderful carefree times, how it was to be<br />
young at <strong>St</strong> Hugh’s!<br />
Jeremy Arnold (1953‐1956)