Tag: Watford
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Watford Boys’ Grammar School – the 1T register 1967/68
No hiding place. I know your grade in History, even if you don’t.
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John Didcock: celebrating a Watford Grammar School legend at 90
It’s quite easy to teach a good pupil. But to connect, as he did, with the more difficult ones, is something special and rare.
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Broken toilets and the ton of pennies
Understandably Trog was furious. A school assembly was called in the middle of the day – possibly even replacing a lesson – and we assembled in an atmosphere of freaky holiday.
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Hawkwind: the drummer’s naked pedicure (illustrated)
“My brother helped organise a Hawkwind gig at Watford Grammar School (!) in the early 1970’s. After the gig he had to go and explain to the band that they didn’t have enough money to pay the full fee.”
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Welcome to Harry Hornet’s Parade
When I was A young boy My father He took me into Watford To see the Hornets play
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Father to the man
No doubt I should have been learning more (or at least something) about the Phoenix Park murders, or rereading the turgid pages of Le Baiser au lépreux.
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O jabjous day! Callooh! Callay!
…as we stepped outside and felt a little warmth in the late February sun, it certainly started to feel like spring.
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Basil Murray Savage 1910-1994
You don’t usually remember much about the kids in the year above you at school: any interaction tends to be fleeting, unless, for example, you’re good enough to play in the school football team a year early. But I remember Andrew Skinner, or should I say, Skinner! because that was…
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Teacher’s Pet
I had already embarked on a lifetime journey of pedantry, and sensed that an injustice had been done. But I didn’t get involved: I was Mr Savage’s favourite, and there was no reason to put that at risk.
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Silly Mid-Off
WBGS u12s fifth wicket down. Time to pad up. Sit down, standing up shows a lack of confidence in the boys at the crease. Waiting. McKenzie and Wright are doing OK. I bat at number eight and I don’t bowl, so I don’t know how I got in the team.…
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For Dad
…maybe, underneath it all, I wanted our children to have just as happy a childhood as Rob and I did.
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