| Katrina and I, intrigued by tales of war-time school on  the wild Cumbrian coast, visited his old school during a trip to The Lake  District last autumn. We were given a very entertaining tour of the premises by  Pam Rumney, the wonderful secretary of the OSBs, who showed us the entry dates  recorded for both brothers, no doubt nervous lads from Berwick-upon-Tweed as they  joined School House as boarders some years apart. Records indicate that Bill  won awards in French and Latin in 1945, was an 'A' cadet and was promising on  the cricket pitch and at rugger. His life since then has continued to be distinguished and  he was subsequently awarded the OBE, presented by the Queen, for services to  local government and the community.  Bill has fond memories of St Bees School and can still  fit into his OSB blazer, which has been miraculously preserved. He has attended  the Goodwood Revival Festival wearing it as a period outfit of the classic  motor racing era! Photo may be seen to the right. We were able to WhatsApp video call Bill at home 300  miles away and show him around his old school, as Pam eloquently took us  through the evolution of the school facilities. Bill had great pleasure in  being 'face to face' with Pam, with whom he had been in email contact over the  years - as well as being shown his old haunts. St Bees has risen again to the delight of many St  Beghians and in a form that accords with its place in the 21st century. Pam was  a hugely informative and charming guide and we all thank her very much for  hosting us on our visit.” Katrina later sent this on in a separate email: “Please find below a few of my father's 'fondest' or  certainly most 'memorable' times at school.” “Even after 75 years some recollections remain and I  remember T.A. Brown, Housemaster of Foundation, teaching maths and his wife  teaching history – not a subject at which I excelled, and she once described my  stupidity as the centre of the universe, which I didn’t think said much for the  universe. I always enjoyed sport - rugby, cricket, athletics, and even fives. I  particularly remember a House rugby match refereed by the Headmaster, J.  Boulter. The forwards were swearing rather loudly, and JB blew his whistle and  delivered a lecture on the subject, and finished with the words, ‘I don’t mind  damn but I won’t have b----r!’ (roars of laughter!). As is often said, ‘those were  the days.’ I am also delighted that the school has revived and the great old  buildings are once again in occupation. Long may it continue. Thank  you Pam for kindly giving Edward and Katrina a conducted tour of the school. I  am glad no evidence was seen of my name carved on the furniture! As if there  would be!!”   |