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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)

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