Neil Dumbleton (FS 60-64) has kindly contributed some: 
          memories of St Bees. 
        “I have enjoyed the reminiscences of a number of contemporaries at St Bees  printed in recent issues of the Old St Beghian. After decades of  focusing on other priorities in our lives, it seems natural that our post  retirement years should provide a welcome and overdue opportunity to look at  where we've come from. I certainly share the generally upbeat sentiment of  previous contributions, even if some of those memories (sport, three-quarter  days, extra-curricular activities) are considerably warmer than others (CCF,  double physics, Foundation House food!). Overall, the pluses certainly  outweighed the minuses. 
        However, there have been comparatively few words written in recent  contributions about teaching at the school. There is clearly no means of knowing  where St Bees stood in the academic league table of private schools in  north-west England in the 1960s. Like most schools, its teaching staff was  drawn from a wide range of backgrounds and drew on a wide range of abilities.  From a personal perspective I was particularly indebted to two of them. Nigel  Gilpin arrived at the school to teach English literature in 1962, the year that  I entered the Lower Sixth. He had a remarkable ability to engage and enthuse his  classes. It was he above all who taught me to reach my own conclusions about  the set texts and then prepare my arguments to justify those conclusions. After  years of simply memorising facts and quotations and then regurgitating someone  else's opinions, this was a radically new departure. Possibly sub-consciously,  I applied that lesson to my main subject, history, in which Ronald Johnson had  pumped me with facts through 'O' Level. But I am at least equally indebted to  him. After two years of concentrating on the 18th and 19th centuries, it was Ronald Johnson who recognised that repetition and the  resulting boredom had sapped my interest in the subject and who decided, some  months before my Cambridge Entrance exams, to divert my studies to the 16th and 17th centuries. Assisted by some private tuition, that proved to  be a transformational decision, both in reviving my interest in history and  then in passing those exams. Regrettably, I left it too late to express my  gratitude to Nigel Gilpin. A letter to his widow was an unsatisfactory  substitute. But hopefully Ronald Johnson is still receiving the Old St  Beghian in Australia. If that is the case, please accept this very belated  message of thanks. 
        Beyond the teaching and other central features of St Bees life reported in  earlier contributions, I also have special memories of a number of exceptional  events organised by the school. The pioneering climbing visit to the Atlas  Mountains in Morocco in March – April 1963 left a lasting impression on me, and  my life-long love of the hills also owes much to days walking in the West  Cumbrian fells led by Peter Croft and to adventures climbing with Gordon Dyke.  Sport formed a large part of everyone's lives at school, but I feel  particularly fortunate to have had the opportunity to engage in so many minor  sports. I took up badminton, played a great deal of fives, and began a period  of some thirty years chasing the squash ball. Away from St Bees, the school ran  theatre trips to neighbouring towns. Top of my memories was my introduction to  the work of Dylan Thomas at a performance of Under Milk Wood in  Barrow.  Finally, my last term at St Bees  coincided with the General Election of October 1964. A small group of sixth  formers was taken to the final eve-of-election rallies of the two main parties  in Whitehaven. The Labour event was a mass gathering of the faithful in a seat  that they could not possibly lose. How times have changed! 
        My academic life at St Bees turned out to be a solid stepping  stepping-stone paving the way to my future university and professional career,  and I look back on my sporting and extra-curricular activities there as the  icing on the cake of my overall school experience. But arguably, even more  important to me were the friendships that I made and the social skills that I  developed which helped me to build and retain future friendships and  professional relationships. Loyalty, teamwork, helping others and learning how  to thrive in a competitive environment were not on the school curriculum, but  St Bees provided a perfect testing ground on which to develop those skills. Of  the friends that I made there, I stayed in touch with Mike Jamison while we  were both at Cambridge, and David Griffiths and Anthony Wills both came to my  wedding in Belfast. Sixty years after we first met, I am still very close to  Richard Langhorne. That alone gives me good reason to look back favourably on  over four years at St Bees School.”