Peter Hutchinson CBE (SH 40-42) has kindly sent in the  following reminiscences:
“I am  happy to recount some of my memories of St Bees. It was, looking back, a great  privilege to spend much of the war in the peace of West Cumberland.
We did  not go home during term but had what was called three quarter day holidays when  we could cycle to various parts of the countryside for the day. There was  practically no traffic to worry about. A favourite destination was a small farm  on the River Calder which provided cream teas; a great treat, we did not realise  that it was then illegal! One day two of us fished in the river and caught an  eel about two feet long. I wrapt it round my crossbar and took it back to  school to eat; it was delicious!
        I think  my first winter in 1940 we experienced a snow storm and I remember being on the  road to Whitehaven just above School House and looking down onto the roofs of  cars.
        We also  walked up St Bees Head and collected seagulls' eggs. No Health and Safety in  those days!
        I was  very keen on sport. At rugby I played fly half. My first match for the 1st XV  was away at Sedbergh. We travelled by train the day before and played the next  morning. Unfortunately at an early stage I was concussed and for a few days was  confined to the School House sick room under observation. Cricket was my great  love. I was made first team captain at the age of 16, which had its  difficulties as I was not even a prefect.
        The gym  and swimming pool were the domain of an ex Northumberland Fusilier sergeant. He  was very popular but stood no nonsense. We swam in the nude in those days and  consider it quite 'natural'.
        For  athletics we ran round the triangle. I enjoyed sprinting but avoided cross  country.
        We  trained in the OTC with Lea Enfield rifles. I was in the band but not being the  least musical l played the side drum!
        There  are so many memories: the chapel and singing full blast; the library, which was  a good quiet escape; John Boulder, who was always supportive, and his lame leg;  the Abbots Court  hotel; Grindal  occupied by Mill Hill School, and of course  the tuck shop next door.
        I made a lot of friends, a special one is Geoffrey  Heslop. I was his best man 60 plus years ago and we still meet up quite  regularly, though both in our 90s.”