I remember very well J.T.Mc Kenzie a very good but strict teacher. The whole of our class passed the 11 plus except one.
Miss Helm was a soft touch and the PE teacher was Mr. Bostock who showed me how to use my bow which he promtly snapped in two.
The Headmaster was Mr.Quayle a good old boy, who used to get our names wrong , we were called Freddy (Denis) Wright, Sammy (Ellis) McQuillam and me Tommy (Jimmy) Whittaker.
The caretaker Mr. Quine was like a cross between Fitch from Harry Potter and Mr. Quilp from the Old Curiosity Shop.
I remember a group of us lads tresspasing on the roof at night in order to get balls which had been acidentally kicked or thrown up there.
I think we had a craft teacher called Mr. Davis, who was also a good old boy.
The school was a happy place for my many friends and I.
