school days

i started young about 7 years old . used to arf inch dogends from my bruvvas pocket, i used to get 2d a day for my tram fare to school , i used to jump on the back of a horse and cart to school and back thus allowing me to buy 2 woodbines from the corner shop . i had to pack it in about 8 years ago , the doctor said give up smoking or you have six months left , never smoked since, ginger

hello chum's
I remember an old headmaster call Mr Warman from Ballykinler and in assembly every dar we had to sing "Onward Christian Soldier's" maybe it was something to do with his name!

Where the hell is Ballykindler !

jimsigs1 wrote:

Where the hell is Ballykindler !

Ballykinler ?

It's in N Ireland mate. There's a rifle range there, if I remember right.

Ah, THAT Ballykinler - had me going for a moment.

It's the next village along from Ballygobackwards.

Is that near ballyinthevaleofthewhitehorse ?

No.

Ah !, thought I couldn't find it on my Tom Tom

"john boy" wrote:

I hated school
who can remember those third pint bottles of milk ........ they were always warm the bottles were dirty...and you were made to drink it yuk Then there was the cane six of the best ... didn't do you any harm they said er... it bloody hurt !!! then there was games, believe it or not I have only play football once in my life why one day on the pitch school I was on the wing running up and down shouting for the ball ... not so much as a kick for 25 min in the end I just walked off the pitch much to the anger the PE teacher asked why I walked off I told him "get to the headmasters " he screamed . Well if I'm in for a canning make it worth while "F off you W***** " I replied 6 of the best I got but I never play football again I wonder why!!I hated school

I seem to have fond memories of school, particularly infant and junior school where we ate 'propper' meals at lunchtime every day. Teachers would slowly patrol the hall as we quietly ate roast lamb or beef. If anyone said they didn't like cabbage or carrots (or any other veg) Mrs Cartwritght from the kitchen would appear. She was a very generously proportioned woman, the sight of her approaching was enough to make any ten year old scoff his cabbage lol. Happy days.

Attended a school in North Wales - Leeswood by name, where nearly everyone was related - and no, they didn't have six fingers etc. Had to take the eleven plus exam whilst there. Didn't pass because of the lingo. Had to translate English into Welsh for one of the papers called funnily enough English. My late dad was stationed down the road at a place called Plas-Teg (on the Mold - Wrexham road). That's when I encountered a 'thunder box' for the first time. Only the school had 'modern' plumbing. What a place - still it was 1945.

I seem to have fond memories of school, particularly infant and junior school where we ate 'propper' meals at lunchtime every day. Teachers would slowly patrol the hall as we quietly ate roast lamb or beef.

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Roast Lamb, ROAST LAMB!! , We had Mince or Mince at our school, I had never tasted roast lamb until I joined my first unit in Lippstadt.

Like you Shelldrake I never managed to taste such a thing as roast anything, did have a form of Beef stew which as I remember had quite a lot of gristle, but it did the job

The school in North Wales used to knock up rabbit stew. I suppose due to rationing etc. Also had a couple of times whale meat. Tough stuff !!!

jimsigs1 wrote:

The school in North Wales used to knock up rabbit stew. I suppose due to rationing etc. Also had a couple of times whale meat. Tough stuff !!!

Hence the good old war time song "Whale meat again".


I'll get me coat!

Well now young Teabag, Vera L sang that song in 1939 -wonder where you were then !!!!

Shelldrake wrote:

Roast Lamb, ROAST LAMB!! , We had Mince or Mince at our school, I had never tasted roast lamb until I joined my first unit in Lippstadt

Quite, in fact I think most ex soldiers think of Lippstadt when scoffing roast lamb...

Didn't realise you wanted a sob story, how about this... my dad died in 1963 leaving my mum with three kids, at four years old I was the oldest. Trust me, school dinners were good.

Think there is quite a few on here Wilf, I am 2nd youngest of 12, my Dad died when I was 6 and yes loved school meals

my school dinners consisted of two slices of dripping toast , wrapped in the star, news, or standard , eaten in the school playground . ginger

Well I wouldn't have minded that too much gingerjim, used to love a dripping sandwich with a little salt, I had breakfast for the first time when I joined up, before that the nearest I got was a slice of bread and lard, and if lucky sprinkled with sugar (that's on the rare occasion when there was any bread left

This thread is starting to look like that Monty Python sketch.

"When I were a lad we used to live in a cardboard box"

"Luxury !"

"We used to live in 't lake !"

etc, etc.

I was thinking exactly the same Brum, but it is absolutely true, thing was I know there were children a lot worse off than I was, as kids do, I managed quite well