THE QUINTINIAN

The Magazine of the Polytechnic

Secondary School

NUMBER LXI

CHRISTMAS, 1945

Editor: G. A. SAMBROOK

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SCHOOL NOTES.

The final closure of the Minehead visit of the school was in keeping with the best traditions of that phase of the school's history. The Urban District Council arranged a `civic farewell' and the Chairman of the Council and Mr. A. Burgess and other councillors made generous speeches which Mr. Mansfield, the Clerk, supported. Mr. Gibbs of the County School spoke of the evacuation scheme from the point of view of the local school and I had an opportunity of thanking all for their generous and considerate reception . I found the function one well worth the uncomfortable train journey and had a feeling that we were really leaving friends in Somerset in spite of a five year stay under conditions which could easily have had exactly the reverse effect.

All minor incidents which both sides had found not exactly to their liking were forgotten and I could say and now repeat—Thank you Minehead.

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Since we left, Mr. Mansfield has also left Minehead to become Clerk to the Council at West Bridgford, Notts., and I wrote on my behalf, and yours, to a good friend of the school wishing him some measure of the success he richly deserves.

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I hear from Mr. Gibbs from time to time. Again I can say that in spite of five years of work, each running our separate schools in the same building, we parted on the same good terms as the pupils of the two schools.

Incidentally Douglas Gibbs was School Captain at Minehead for the year that my son was Joint Captain here, and both are now at Cambridge.

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In the summer vacation the School Harvest Camp ran for three weeks at Broadchalk near Salisbury. Mr. Sambrook who was in charge of the arrangements and Messrs. Parsons, Lambert, Compton, Chevrollier and Catling are to be congratulated on the success of the venture.

When I went clown to spend a little time there I found that the farmers were enthusiastic in their praise of the work done. They said that, as in the previous years, the boys had saved the situation with the harvesting.

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The School Sports were held at the Polytechnic Stadium at Chiswick on Saturday, July 21st, as announced in the last issue of The Quintinian. The response to my letter to parents was really excellent. We had about 600 spectators in the stand and round the track. I was glad to see Mr. McKenna there. We agreed that the meeting from both the sports and social point of view was a great success. An account of the meeting is to be found in this issue.

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At the Sports Meeting Mr. Eckersley very kindly offered to give an "Eckersley" Prize as a memento of his long association with the school and as Editor of The Quintinian. I was very happy to accept the gift and the first awards will be made at the end of the summer term. One guinea goes to the junior (forms 3, 4 and L.5) and one guinea to the senior (Up .5 upwards) who in the opinion of the Editor and Mr. Eckersley make the best original contribution to The Quintinian in the current school year. I hope to see more entries in the senior section. The Sixth form have not been very active lately.

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The football activities have been getting into good form and when transport is easier I am hoping to see more boys at Chiswick on Saturday mornings. One thing we all look forward to seeing revived is the series of games at both cricket and football against the Old Boys, for the Ross Trophy.

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The final announcement of the date of the Speech Day has not yet been made. I find it strange to have a meeting of this kind without the usual array of book prizes. For some years it has been "against the rules" to have books purchased from the old source and whereas I have appreciated the help given by some Governors and parents in the past, which, supplemented by another source, has enabled me to have book prizes, I think that the time has come when a fund should be available to meet expenses for this and similar items. When it can be done I hope to send a circular to all friends of the school proposing a scheme.

I most sincerely hope that when the Speech Day date is announced we shall have the 900 filling the Hall again.

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I see that in the summer notes I had something to say about the scattered location of the school. This term a little consolidation was possible through the offer by the L.C.C. of the Pulteney School in Peter Street. We now have the Junior School and the Senior Arts and Modern forms there—some 350 boys. The rest—about 210—are in the 3rd floor at the Polytechnic in one floor of the old accommodation and using the Laboratories of the Departments. The big set-back we had when the flying bomb hit the proposed new premises has been of longer duration than we hoped but we are still carrying on the old traditions in our temporary premises with the school office and my study in the old place. The school activities are getting under way and there is much enthusiasm for the societies as well as for the classroom work of the school.

The results of the General and Higher School Certificate Examinations were good. In addition, the results in the University Scholarship examinations were also up to standard. The outstanding results of recent years have included one State. Scholarship each year. This year it was maintained by the State Scholarship in Physics awarded to B. R. Worsnop, who was also awarded a State Bursary and is now at Clare College. At the end of the summer vacation P. A. Burbridge gave me the excellent news of his award of a Bursary of £30 to the City and Guilds College. E. G. Ansell was awarded the Thoroughgood Scholarship and P. E. Gould was awarded the Robert Mitchell Scholarship. Both are at King's College, London. Of last year's Upper Sixth Science form, 11 or 12 have gone to Universities and several have returned for a further year in the Sixth. On the Arts and Modern Side the boys have not been able to have deferment for University work and they are doing their Service before University or commercial careers.

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In the last notes I said that we should all miss Mr. A. A. Parsons who is training for teaching. We have also said goodbye to Miss Rumens, who after being my secretary through the whole war period, has joined a commercial firm. I found the departure of "the office" was a sad blow. I think that both left with almost as many regrets as ours that they should go . I have now to welcome Miss Moore who has taken on so much of the work with a keenness and efficiency that has made me 'breathe again.' Klupsch, and now O'Neill, have been a great help with their knowledge of the school.

Although we all knew that Mr. Byrne's health was very precarious, his death in the summer holidays came as a shock to us and our heartfelt sympathy went to Mrs. Byrne. In an appreciation of our unique colleague Mr. Checkley expresses what many of us felt about him. Mr. Byrne's wires from Spain or North Africa in the last week of summer holidays in peace-time and his miraculous journeys to arrive almost on the opening day of term, were characteristic. He certainly was unique. We shall all miss him.

Major Galloway was an Old Boy of the school and in the year before the war he was appointed to the Staff and became an enthusiastic officer in the T.A.A.A. branch of the R.A. He was in Singapore when the Japanese took the town and was P.o.W. in Japanese hands. We have been looking forward to his return ever since his mother had a postcard from the camp. However , I have very recently heard from Mrs: Galloway that we must now presume that he was lost at sea. She says "a large number of P.o.W. were put on board ship on 18th October, 1942 to go to the Solomon Islands. They only stayed there a very short time and then went to New Guinea and stayed until February, 1943, when they again left, bound for Japan. Nothing further has ever been heard of the ship since that date . . . . . My daughter who is a sister in the Naval Hospital in Sydney has at present some of the men who left Singapore in October, 1942 with James. These men were left at New Guinea very ill, 82 in all and only 18 survived and they say that James was in good health when the ship left in February, 1943. So it is quite useless to hope any longer." Our full sympathy goes to Mrs. Galloway.

The other masters who were in the Forces have come through safely and in the last week I have been glad to welcome back Major Cottam, who has had an adventurous time including several raids on the French coast before D day, trips to Lofoten and finally education work in Germany. He has in ten days settled in the school and bought a house! No doubt his training for raids has helped in the last achievement!

In September we welcomed a new master in Mr. Clarke's place—Mr . R. J Mallone. He, like the rest of the staff, is coping with the journey from Regent Street to Pulteney and is taking his share in the teaching of English and the football of the school.

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Old Boys, with memories of their schooldays, still go to room 80 looking for masters. They should know that the spell is now broken as this is no longer the Staff Room as it was taken over as a teaching room for Engineering during the war. The Staff are at the moment the guests of the Harriers in the Lounge, and have a staff room at Pulteney. Most of the Old Boys find their way to my room and sign the book and allow me to bring their cards up to date. The names of this term's visitors will be found in the List published in the Old Quintinians section.

In the last issue I expressed a desire for more information about some silent members of the Old Boys. I therefore sent a letter (and a postcard for reply) to all such leavers since I became Head. The result has been gratifying as will be seen in the list of those names, which are appearing for the first time for several years, and many more will come in after this goes to the press, I am sure. All have expressed a strong desire to join the O.Q. Club and I can see that when it is possible to start the Club again the membership from 1938-45 leavers will be very heavy. Already several of the recent leavers are playing in Polytechnic clubs and joining the societies. They all look forward to having, in addition, a regular meeting place as O.Q.'s.

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The list of nearly 200 names recorded in the O.Q. section gives a resume of the activities of individual Old Boys and I hope that many will find this of sufficient interest to repay the effort made to collect it. Mr. Lambert and Mr. Sambrook and other masters have supplied several of the items of news as usual, after having letters from all parts of the world.

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I am glad to be able to congratulate H. Frank (41) on the award of the D.F.M. I don't know yet when he won the decoration—it was mentioned in passing in a letter from his home.

Our very deep sympathy is extended to the parents of the following, whose death in action has just come to my knowledge:

Ronald Bugge (Oct., 1942),

Robin Britnell (March, 1943)

Philip Kosky (October, 1941),

The whole school was deeply grieved to have the news of the. death of P.G. Rudolff in the holidays. He had a fatal accident on the cliffs at Blue Anchor.

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I would like to conclude these notes with an expression of appreciation of Dr. Pearse Williams, our Medical Officer. With the help of Major Marchant and Mr. Storey, he continues the medical work, but he has always had a keen interest in the boys of the school and from time to time has quietly presented to the school library a volume which has obviously been carefully selected and much appreciated. This term he has given us a copy of 'Roman Panorama' by H. Grise-

Hodge, which will form an interesting addition to the Sixth form "library."

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I seem to have taken already more than my share of space so must leave some of the topics for another issue and close the Notes with my best wishes for Christmas and brighter prospects in the New Year to all.

B.L.W.

HOUSE NOTES.

ANDREWS - HOUGH.

House Captain: W.S. TAPP.

Once again at the commencement of a new school year we welcome the many new members of the House. Some have already found their places either in senior or junior football teams.

At the present moment we stand in good stead to win the football competition. Previously we have been in a similar position about this time of the year, but, alas, we have suffered Some mishap or other. Let us hope this year we will be victorious ! Nevertheless under the guidance of our new House football captain and vice-captain, T. Harlield and W. Tapp, we hope to do well.

It is pleasing to note that Mr. Compton is now one of our House masters, taking the place of Mr. Andrews.

Recently I heard news of impending concerts at the end of this term. Any material for sketches, etc., or volunteers to do something in the House Concert will be welcomed if they make themselves known to the House officials.

D. J. HAWLEY, House Secretary.

BROODBANK - STEVENSON.

House Captain: R. GREENAWAY.

We bid welcome to the new boys that the new school year brought us; and we wish those that have left us the best of luck. We are sorry that Mr. Robinson has had to leave our House, but we wish him well in his new House.

Congratulations to Greenaway, John and Barker on being appointed prefects, and to Snow on becoming House football captain.

In the Sports last term we did not do very well, but in the Swimming Competition we came second, and then we were only beaten by a few points - Greenaway played a prominent part in bringing us to that position.

We were deeply grieved to hear of the deaths of Mr. Byrne, one of our House masters, a former House captain, McColvin, and Rudolph, a member of our House.

So far we haven't been very successful at football, but there is time to improve, and in our teams we have many young boys who will gain in practice before long.

S.M . BUDD, House Secretary.

HESTER - LOWE.

House Captain: P. DENHAM.

Since the last edition of The Quintinian we have been unfortunate in losing Samuels, Hancock and Ansbacher, three prominent seniors in the House. This loss has been compensated however by Mr. Robinson's entry into the House and by the arrival of thirty new boys, all of whom we welcome wholeheartedly. In the past six months the House has excelled in all sporting events. In the Sports we were narrowly defeated by Kerridge-Swan and we ran out a good second.

This was a good show but I want to see better next year. We were also well represented in the Inter-House Swimming and as we were handicapped by Denham's absence we did very well to finish second. The Senior and Junior Cricket Elevens did quite well but an increase in attendance next year would be appreciated. In the football so far our Senior XI has won two out of their four matches.

This is a reasonable result but if we had had a full team at every match we would have done better. The Junior XI isn't doing too well but it has some bright spots and, with practice, they should do better. There is talk of an Inter-House Boxing Tournament, next term. The last time this event was held Hester's finished easy winners, so plenty of volunteers please. And last but not least congratulations to P. Denham on his election to House captain and to E. H. Munday as vice-captain, and to all the seniors who have been made prefects of the school.

R.W. GARRETT, House Secretary.

Congratulations to R. Garrett on being elected House Secretary.                              P. DENHAM.

KERRIDGE - SWAN.

House Captain: I. CHAPMAN.

The House extends a cordial welcome to all its new members. We hope they will help to carry on the good traditions of the House in sport and other matters.

We are unfortunate in losing two of our senior members Bawden and Calder. They both took a prominent part in House and School Sport, and their departure is a great loss to us. Those who take their place are to be congratulated, and will receive the full support of the House. Chapman takes Calder's place as House captain , and Freedman becomes football captain.

We have had a very successful year as regards sports. Last year we won the contests in football, cricket, sports, swimming and basketball. This has been due in no small measure to good team-spirit. The same qualities will be required if we are to repeat this achievement in the present year.

Unfortunately, dispersion of the school still prevents as frequent House meetings as could be desired. With improved conditions this difficulty will no doubt be overcome. Meanwhile the House Concert draws near; as these notes are being written preparations have already begun. Last year we had just arrived back from Minehead and conditions did not permit this annual function. We can hope this Concert will make up for last year's lapse in tradition.

Congratulations to Bishop and Diamond on being made school prefects.

A. ROLLS, House Secretary.

LAMBERT - NEWMAN.

House Captain: E.A. BENCE.

It. was with deep regret that we had to say au revoir to Mr. Compton, who has now left us to become a Housemaster of the A.H. House. Mr. Compton has been associated with the House for a very long time and now that he has gone we will miss the friendly and cheerful way in which he helped and advised us in our many difficulties, especially during the war years we spent in Minehead. On behalf of the boys, I would like to offer him our most sincere thanks.

Best wishes to the new chaps, who were fortunate enough to be put into our House. Amongst the new boys we have found many able and keen football-players. Our junior team has done extremely well, and in particular North, Woodward and Rowley have distinguished themselves. Also, I would like to thank the members of both senior and junior teams for their regular attendance, and we can be proud of the fact, that we have always had a full side, and on occasions have even lent one of our players to our opponents. I hope you will keep this up next term.

We are also very well represented in all the football elevens, in particular the first eleven, in which we have had six of our boys.

We were very sorry to lose S. Lubert at the beginning of the term, but I am sure that the House would like to wish its former House captain the best of luck during his future career.

Last, but by no means least, I would like to congratulate Bence on his appointment as House captain and I am sure that the House will support him loyally. Also, congratulations to D. N. Taylor and Woolwridge on being made sub-prefects.

S. SINZHEIMER, House Secretary.

Congratulations to Sinzheimer on his appointment as House Secretary and Football Captain. Both jobs are in capable hands.

E.A.B.

RUSSELL - MATHEWS.

House Captain: A.E. BECK.

Congratulations are due to all members of the House who were successful in last terms University Exams, in particular to our last House Secretary, Worsnop, who was awarded a State Scholarship.

The House settled clown well this term after losing many of our members last July, but the House numbers have gone up because of the many new boys we have welcomed into the House.

We must all congratulate Beck on his election to a full prefectship and to House captain, also all the newly elected prefects in the House.

House football has not gone very well, but we defeated a very strong Lamberts side 3-1 thanks to a fine hat-trick by Symmonds.

We hope all members of the House, whether seniors or juniors, will put their best into their work and into their play so we can see our House name engraved once again on some of the school cups.

D. REDING, House Secretary.

We must congratulate Reding on being elected House Secretary, School and House Football Captain and House Cricket Captain.

A.E. BECK.

CLUBS AND SOCIETIES.

POLYTECHNIC CADETS—K.R.R's.

Colonel the Lord Stratheden not only commended the keenness of the cadets at the Annual Inspection on October 25th, but showed practical interest by offering the use of transport for field days and of a permanent sergeant instructor for training.

Miniature shooting is now well under way with the kind advice and assistance of Mr. R. Watts in the range.

The chief changes among the cadets are that we welcome D.N. Taylor to the post of Quartermaster Sergeant, while Cpl. R. Harfield becomes instructor of map reading.

Next term it is hoped we shall be able to consider the recruitment of more boys into the Corps.

H.B.S.

SCOUTS.

5TH ST. MARYLEBONE (POLYTECHNIC).

We must record our most sincere regrets that one of our leading members, Peter Rudolff, met his death in Minehead while out with local scouts.

Although we also regret the departure of Mr. Parsons and Ralph Worsnop, whom we must congratulate on obtaining a State Scholarship, and realise that they leave gaps in the troop not easily filled, we wish them best of luck in their new vocations.

We are, however, most lucky in getting a "den" of our own, even if it is in the heart of that school known by some as "Pulteney." Since we started meeting at these premises we have had almost perfect attendances every week. This term has been one of the most successful in the history of the troop, and it is hoped that next term will be even more so. The programme includes outdoor practical work, and visits to other local troops. The troop will be expanded next term to incorporate a senior group.

W.B.W.A. & B.A.P

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DRAMATIC SOCIETY.

Although the school has been back in London for over a year now, various difficulties have prevented the 'Dramatic Society from presenting any plays.

But now, however, the Society has started its activities again. Boys from all forms of the school joined at the first opportunity, and the enthusiasm shown at our meetings has been most gratifying.

At the time of going to press it was undecided whether we should present three or four one-act plays, or one full-length play. There are points in favour of both ideas, but in the next few days a final decision will be made.

I cannot yet definitely say when the Society's first presentation will be, but I hope that we shall have a production ready by Easter.

R. HELLER, Secretary.

THE CHESS CLUB.

All chess players were glad to hear that the Club had started up again. It had not met for several years but this had, by no means, curbed the enthusiasm for chess in the School. We were pleased to note that the response had not come entirely from the senior boys. The school has entered a competition under the L.S.S.C.L., arrangements which necessitate our participation in six matches with other Secondary Schools. As time is short we cannot choose a team by the long process of elimination but have had to depart from the ordinary course of procedure. A preliminary will be posted, and anyone is at liberty to challenge any member; by this unorthodox means we shall soon he able to select a team of the most suitable players.

A Shield is being given to the winning team, and should we win it, it will be a tribute to the team, and the unorthodox means employed!

R.P. CHESTERTON, Secretary.

THE MODEL AEROPLANE CLUB.

At the beginning of this term, the need for a School Model Aero Club was apparent and a few weeks afterwards the first meeting was held in the workshop at Pulteney under the supervision of Messrs. Webb and Catling.

There were about 15 members present, and since then that has been the average attendance. An "Indoor Flying and R.T.P." evening is to be held in December and many members are bringing models.

New members are welcomed and for those who wish to join, the Club meets on Wednesday after school in the workshop at Pulteney.

R.C.

BOXING.

Owing to the fact that the school are at the moment unable to obtain the services of an instructor, the Boxing Club has unfortunately had to remain inactive this term. But we hope to be able to start again next term .

D. REDING, Secretary.

MUSIC SOCIETY.

Once again the Music Society is in full swing with a membership of over twenty and a capacity to play anything from Percy Grainger's Handel in the Strand, to Elgar's Second Symphony. During the first half of the term we held two, three-quarter hour concerts a week. However, in the second week of November the gramophone went to Pulteney Street and now we can only hold a one-hour concert each Monday, but we hope that the situation will improve next term. Anyone who is interested in classical music is cordially invited to come along. The only rule of the Society is SILENCE.

A.E. BECK, Secretary.

FOOTBALL.

This season we have arranged what is practically a pre-war programme of fixtures, nearly all the old schools appearing on it. The most notable exception is that of the O.Q. match and there will be general satisfaction when it is possible to play the Old Boys again.

The progress of School football follows the lines of last year. We were not too strong at first, but the elevens are settling down and steadily improving. Reding was elected Captain and Chapman Vice-Captain and everyone concerned wishes them well in their endeavours. Here are the results up-to-date.

Oct. 6th v. Ealing County -

Oct. 13th v. Battersea Grammar School -

Nov. 3rd. v. Archbishop Tenisons

The 1st. XI game was scratched, as our opponents could not field a side, owing to the half term holiday. Both teams had therefore 1st XI players in their sides.

Nov. 17th v. Latymer Upper

The 1st XI played a well merited draw 2-2 on the Latymer ground, but the rest of the teams performed ingloriously, though it is only fair to say that, owing to illness, there were several absentees and there was a fair amount of divergence from the usual sides.

Nov. 24th v. Westminster City

At last we performed really well, much better football being played, which augurs well for the future.

The House Competition is making good progress, much enthusiasm being shown. By the time these notes appear in print we shall have reached the half way mark and know who is leading. Each House will play every other House again next term, and this will give an opportunity to reverse some of this term's results.

We have had a large number of entrants to the Sixth Form this term, but I have been very disappointed at the small number who have taken part in football. This is a further invitation to such boys to come forward to assist their House and School.

J.B.L.

THE FIFTY-THIRD ANNUAL SPORTS, 1945.

On Saturday, July 21st, the School held its first Athletic Meeting after the war at the Stadium, Chiswick. We were all very pleased to get back to our home ground, where conditions were ever so much better than those to which we had to get accustomed in evacuation.

There was a good attendance of the School, parents and visitors, but there seemed to be room for more. We would have been pleased, too, to have welcomed representatives of the governing body of the Polytechnic at this important School gathering.

On the whole the general standard of performance of the boys was up to that of pre-war. All events were helped on with the usual great enthusiasm of the spectators and members of the rival Houses, whilst the entries put in by the competing Houses were all up to standard, limited, only by the rule that entries for each House were restricted to four for each event. A full afternoon's programme was provided although the preliminary events of heats and semi-finals were run off on the previous Thursday.

No School records were broken or equalled, but H. Calder in the Open Long Jump put up a fine performance at 19ft. 10ins. against the record of 19ft. 10¼ins. A most curious result occurred in the Long Jump 15-16. In the preliminary heat Colverd with 18ft. 4½ins. beat the School record of 17ft. 8½ins., but in the Final was beaten to second place by Doran, who put in only 16ft. 4½ins.! Hard luck for Colverd who was not feeling well for the Finals.

In the Mile, Field, who was expected to beat the record, could do only 5.6¹/₅, six seconds short of it. Other good performances were those of Chapman in the 880 Open, Edwards in the 880 (15-16), Calder's 24¹/₅ for the 220 Open, for the record standing at 23¹/₅, Marsh's 400 yards (13-14) at 66⁴/₅, with the record at 66³/₅ and Van Arkadie's 440 (under 13).

The Open High Jump was poor, as was also the Mile Walk, but the Relay Races provided the usual excitement with Russell-Matthews as very good winners in the junior, and Kerridge-Swan also very good winners in the Senior Event.

In the House Competition the Juniors provided a very close contest. with Hester-Lowe as winners with 67 points, only 17 points separating the first and fifth houses. For the whole Competition Kerridge-Swan were easy winners with a 220 point lead over Hester-Lowe who were second. Heartiest congratulations to Kerridge-Swan who were fortunate in the possession of two outstanding athletes in Calder and Bawden and being well supported also by the rest of the House.

In the usual School tradition the arrangements and timing of the events were again remarkable and great credit is due to Mr. Compton for the ease and punctuality with which the whole programme was carried through. It only requires attendance at similar meetings in other places to appreciate what a model of organisation our School Sports are.

S.N.

R.H.G.B.

The tall dark figure, self-consciously well-dressed and groomed , having shaken off rather disdainfully the mental and physical contact of the bustling crowd, enters the Common Room quietly and exchanges a formal greeting with a colleague. He looks for an armchair, folds a Telegraph neatly and, wreathed in pipe smoke, is immediately absorbed in the crossword puzzle. He departs to a small class.

The range of his thought and experience, his fastidiousness, his sharp limitations are revealed during the march of the routine day. A flash from his wide travel in Western or Southern Europe, a prejudice in favour of French food, manners or way of life, an erudite reference to the literature of three countries—expressed in an arresting, if somewhat affected voice, a stylised manner and language, a latinised polysyllabic vocabulary which prevented him from getting on good terms with small boys. Older boys, and particularly members of the 49 Club, however, appreciated him and his quiet dignity and found in him a stimulating and helpful friend.

During the lunch or tea hour he would have a pronunciamento to make or a thesis to uphold in his good-tempered way. Sometimes this modern Canute would sigh for the calm shelter of the mediaeval clerk's life, sometimes the aristocratic atmosphere of the 18th century. Little in modern civilisation appealed to him outside the theatre and the life of the West End. He had curious dusty corners— he would defend the flat earth theory or argue violently against the radio or modern transport, particularly the motor car. A born boulevardier, he would look from his cafe terrace at the life of the people without sharing or understanding it. A great reader of the popular press, he would defend the ephemeral, superficial and partial opinions he found there. With his linguistic ability and debating skill he was always a bracing talker, and often his opponents were hard pressed to maintain, defend or expound a position which they had thought impregnable or -self-evident.

Never physically robust, forced during the years of evacuation to lead an uncongenial life under conditions particularly irksome to one of his temperament and outlook, he steadily lost ground in his fight against ill-health. He returned from Minehead hoping that a long rest at home and a return to mental satisfaction would allow him to take up his work again. The School saw and heard him once more at the end of the summer term.

The door has closed quietly again behind the tall, pale, lean figure, this time finally. The flavour of his way of life, his fastidiousness, his scholarship remain with us.

H.C.

THE ELEPHANT AND THE I.O.

(An incident in Major Cottam's experiences in Italy)

Our advance reconnaisance elements had entered Catanzaro only to find that an Intelligence Officer, having found a short cut, had beaten them to the town. At the moment of their arrival, the I.O. was working the private police telephone net, which had not been cut by the retreating enemy, to gather reports on the Germans' withdrawal from stations many miles behind their rearguards. The police chief, a colonel of the Carabinieri, had tried every means of hindering this intelligence work and had deservedly earned the mistrust and finally open dislike of the I.O. When the armoured cars of the recce had been sighted, the colonel's change of front was rapid. From a frowning hindrance he turned to a smiling sycophant. The I.O. did not have him arrested as the Chief of Police must render much useful service to our first occupying troops. But the I.O. did not forget the unfriendly and greasy turncoat.

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The day is sunny and the mountain air like heady wine. The world of nature and men laughs and is content. Even the ghastly, but recently-freed, concentration camp on the outskirts of Catanzaro is forgotten. The I.O. and the Photo Interpreter, having found an unmapped road on the aerial photos, are setting out with motor bikes on a trip of discovery to check road surface, gradient and such things. Through the filthy town and villages, stinking and rotting with the efficiency born of age old practice, past the mean, indescribably poor country hovels which they had now grown used to, rode the two officers.

They find the new road whose beginning is hidden by dilapidated houses and the accumulated ordure thrown from them. The road with its surprisingly well installed surface winds up the mountain, through a virgin pine forest. The biggest surprise awaits them at the top. A magnificent hotel with richly dressed guests, gleaming silver and sparkling glass breaks upon their gaze. For the first time for many months the two khaki drill uniforms feel shabby confronted by this sartorial, architectural and epicurean magnificence. The officers are received by black scowls which only make them feel superior to these idle loungers. They enter the lounge to see, out of the corner of their eye, the Colonel of the Carabinieri, slip unobtrusively into the kitchen quarters.

Less obtrusively but with greater speed the officers follow and arrest him amid the pots and pans. In spite of his protestations, pleadings, squirmings and open bribery, the Colonel is locked in the larder and the I.O. sits, revolver on lap, consoling himself with nibbles at the kitchen's rich fare, as the Photo Interpreter retraces the twenty odd miles to H.Q. to fetch M.P.'s and transport.

Thus were the Commandant of one of the world's worst Concentration Camps and many leading Fascists caught in their mountain hide out. An elephant— or I.O.—never forgets.

YOUNG QUINTINIANS

M. LEAF (3C) .

WATER.

I looked at the large imposing letters METROPOLITAN WATER BOARD on the squat, windowless building, and wondered, as I mounted the steps.

My companion had been to this building before, and our guide was off duty from the power-house, which was opposite. As we went nearer, a steady roaring was heard. As we entered, we saw a revolving cylinder registering the hundreds of gallons that passed into the waterworks, and on the left an enormous switchboard, controlling all the valves, gates, and the flow itself, not to mention the lights.

In front of us, was a bridge over a foaming torrent into which many small chambers were disgorging their contents, all purifying it. One injected chlorine, one passed it through different-sized meshes, and so on.

Outside a set of reservoirs were grouped together, with only a narrow causeway between them. These were twenty feet deep. It was hard to believe how deep they were, till we saw one empty, rinsing automatically.

We left the water-works, and went over to the power-house. We entered the huge yard, where little engines ran about, on multitudes of inset lines, with loads of coal. Inside the building were huge donkey-engines, furnaces ("burners") and enormous coal sifters that sent the right sizes of coal to the right furnaces.

Then we entered an enormous room stretching from the ground floor to the third storey up. In here were gigantic piston engines. Believe it or not, but the piston rod alone weighed one hundred tons; the fly-wheels were fifty yards in diameter; the engine pumps two hundred and fifty-five gallons at one stroke. And there are ten such engines! The complete output, incidentally, is seventy-six thousand, five hundred gallons a minute.

In another room were engines with piston rods weighing only twenty tons each. "These," laughed the guide, "are the boy's engines." Well!

D. BYATT (3A).

A.J. ROSSITER, (4B).

FROM SWINDON TO PADDINGTON

BY THE CHELTENHAM FLYER.

Our Engine, No. 5000, Launcheston Castle, is at Swindon Station, on time to a second!

I take my place in the cab, and note that the pressure-gauge says 225 lbs. per sq. inch. I turn on the blast-tap, and my 'loco' roars. Soon after we have our right-of-way, and I jerk open the throttle to about one-eighth of its total reach. No. 5000 moves quietly out of Swindon, amid cheers from the spectators, and we are soon moving at 25.5 m.p.h.

I open the throttle wider, and turn off the blast-pipe, and we are travelling at 35 m.p.h. as we roar through Shrivenham. Our next station is Didcot, and here we are 2 mins. to the good. At Tilehurst, we are moving at a speed of 65.5 m.p.h. Looking through my window, I see Reading, and tell my fireman to put on more coal. There is a rush and a roar, and we are through, moving at a speed of 70.6 m.p.h. I open the throttle fully and we are doing 72.9 m.p.h. We roar through Twyford, and over the famous Maidenhead Bridge, travelling at 91.4 m.p.h. At this speed we shoot through Taplow, Burnham and Slough, and on towards Langley. There, there is a speed limit of 60 m.p.h but we have our train in perfect control.

At a greater speed, we whisk through West Drayton and Hayes, the home of "His Master's Voice," and slow down for the limits of Southall and Hanwell.

We accelerate again at West Ealing, and are moving at 59.9 m.p.h. at Ealing Broadway, and Acton. When we get to Westbourne Park, however, there is a gentle application of brakes, and we come to rest on Platform 8, Paddington.

My watch says 4.59 p.m., so we are in a minute before schedule.

K.E.J. WILSON (3C).

D.A. UTTING, (4A).

WESTMINSTER ABBEY

Every year at Westminster Abbey there is held a choristers' festival which the Royal Family often attend. I was one of the choristers present at this festival in 1945. The Queen and Princess Margaret were present at this service. We sang several famous Anthems including "How Beautiful are the Feet" by Handel. It was altogether a very lovely service.

It was conducted by Sir Sydney Nicholson, who is the founder of the Royal School of Church Music and the composer of some of the music sung at this service.

The Historic Abbey made a perfect setting for the music of six hundred boys' voices.

At the close of the service the Dean accompanied the Queen from her place in the stalls to the Great West Door, and, to the beautiful notes of the organ, we followed the Abbey choir in a procession to the cloisters.

The choristers at this service represented many parishes throughout the country. It was an experience I shall never forget.

M. NORMAN (4C).

	AUTUMN.
	The barns are full of Summer's yield, Field mice curl and sleep. The plough cuts through the stubbled field, With furrows straight and deep.   The leaves have turned from green to gold Their rusty hues unfurl, The gusty breeze they catch and hold And down to earth they whirl.   The squirrel hoards his nutty store; The cattle chew the hay, The hedge grows thin; the hip and haw Stand up like soldiers gay.

B. COX (4B).

NONSENSE FROM SERBIA.

In my young days, when I was an old man I had many bees, which I counted every morning. One morning I found that my best bee was missing, so I saddled a cock, mounted it, and saw that the bee had gone over the water. Anyway, I found it and brought it back.

When I arrived I found that my father had just been born, and I was told to go to Heaven to fetch some holy water. On the way back, I found that there had been a great storm, and I did not know how to reach Earth again. At length I remembered my long hair. I cut off one lock after another, and tying them together descended hand over hand. It was dark before I reached the end, so I tied a knot in the "rope" and spent the night on that. It was cold and I suddenly thought of the sewing needle in my vest. So I split it and made a fire, which warmed me nicely. Then I slept. Unfortunately, while I slept a flame burnt through the hair, and I fell to earth, sinking as far as my girdle.

When I found that I was tightly caught, I hurried home for a spade, came back and dug myself out. On the way home, I met a man with no legs, cleaning his boots. He asked for charity, and as he looked so pitiful I gave him my favourite button. He thanked me with tears in his eyes, and said, "In return for your kindness, I will tell you a secret I learned from a witch—WATER IS WET."

Terrified at the strange news, I rushed home.

J. REECE (4C).

D. EWEN (LVA).

THE SCROUNGER.

Private Brown was a scrounger, an incurable scrounger. If he didn't scrounge off the cooks, he would scrounge from his pals. Not only that, but if he saw any unattended food lying about, he would just eat it.

One day he went along to the cook-house to scrounge, and saw a lovely cake lying on the table. Having no conscience he sat down and ate it all (it was wonderful what his stomach could hold!). Then he saw the cooks coming hack, and he went out but stopped to hear what they would say.

As the cooks entered the cook-house, Brown heard one say to the other "Cor Blimey! Bill, what's happened to the cake I left 'ere?" Outside Brown smiled.

"Do you mean the one you left for the rats?"

Private Brown's smile gave way to a sickly groan. Then he turned about, and rushed off to the M.O. In his mad rush he was stopped by one of the other soldiers, who asked what was the matter. Brown told him.

When he had finished the soldier burst out laughing. Brown said "What's so funny about that?"

His pal then explained . The cake was for a party to be given that same evening for some of "The Desert Rats."

B. TOPIAL (L5A).

M.A. BIRKIN, (L5B).

A DAY AT A SEA CADET CAMP.

We arrived at about 5 o'clock in the evening, a bright sunny evening in July.

Out of the lorry we jumped full of enthusiasm for the coming week. This camp was a Fleet Air Arm Station, so used more for night flying (as we found out to our disadvantage) than day-flying. We formed up and marched to the ratings' mess to have a bite to eat, and we felt like it after nearly 200 miles on a train.

The meal over we marched to our own section of the camp which consisted of about 20 Nissen Huts set in rows of five, with barbed wire entanglements surrounding them. We were then issued with 2 blankets, 2 sheets and 1 pillow, with which we proceeded to make our beds. The guard was picked and we finally piped down at 12 o'clock.

It seemed that our heads had hardly touched the pillow before the bugle rang out with the "Wakey! Wakey!" We gingerly got out of bed, still half asleep, at 6 o'clock in the morning. Outside there was a heavy dew and it was rather nippy. We washed in our trousers in freezing cold water and finally dressed in time for P.T. at 6.45 a.m. To get to the parade ground was a half-mile march across the runways; we "doubled" all the way.

The breakfast finally tucked away, we were given the rest of the morning to look over the 'drome. There were miles of it.

First the seamens' quarters, then the refitting and engineering sheds, the hangers, the parachute packing buildings, the photography department, canteens (NAAFI and YMCA), dispersal points, and the planes, Spitfires, Barracudas, Whirlwinds, Lightnings, etc. In the afternoon some of us were given flights. I was in the second flight, and I'll never forget it, We were up for 20 minutes and I would sooner sit still in a chair for 20 hours.

The farther side of the field races towards us and suddenly disappears, and we get a funny feeling in the pit of our stomachs. Then suddenly! without warning we drop about 5 to 10 feet and we are told that it was an air pocket. Then comes the time for landing, the plane dips (it was a Fairey Fulmar) and the ground comes tearing up towards us then disappears again as the pilot flattens out; the first bump comes, then the second, and we are down for good!

Was I glad to get my feet on good old Mother Earth. Then came tea and supper and so to bed again, and on the morrow we were to start training.

A. LONGHURST (5A).

HARVEST CAMP, 1945.

Last August the school held its third harvest camp at Mr. Lucas's farm at Broadchalke. Diamond, J. Freedman and myself, with two charming girls from Battersea Poly as our cooks and Messrs. Sambrook and Parsons with R. Worsnop, made up the advance camp. Our job was to prepare the camp for the arrival of the main party two days after us. When the main camp arrived there was quite a lot of work to be done; meals had to be served, blankets, groundsheets and palliasses had to be issued—the latter being filled with straw and used as a mattress. Luckily a good many of the camp were scouts and wanted to sleep in tents, otherwise we would have been rather cramped for sleeping quarters. One of the barns only had about nine boys in it, owing to the floor being rotten and liable to collapse if too much weight was placed on it. The other barn had about twenty boys in it; there were several grain bins in it, and at night we often had the company of mice. The work of the farm consisted of pitching, loading and rick-making and also threshing—a foul job if you happened to be clearing the chaff away from underneath the machine. Another rotten job was stooking or hyling. If it rained overnight it meant that any freshly cut wheat, barley or oats had to be picked up and stacked tent fashion. This of course, had to be done by hand; barley was the worst, because it consisted largely of thistles.

At the end of a day one's fingers were full of splinters and thistles and one's arms were scratched and cut. After work though, there was always a hot meal waiting for us. The cooks were at rather a disadvantage, having to cook on a coal range and two primus stoves, but under the conditions they had to put up with, I must say they managed exceedingly well. Each day there were two orderlies for kitchen help; they had to wash up, light fires and generally tidy the place. On rainy days they had quite a lot of their work done for them, as there used to be many volunteers. Our evening entertainment was provided by Worsnop's radio; but most of the programmes were of a classical nature and did not appeal to all of us.

One Sunday evening, the farmers challenged the camp to a game of football. The camp won although the field they played on was like a dispatch rider's assault course. I have forgotten the score, but I know that if Diamond and J. Freedman had kept to their bets with the farmers, they would have been considerably drunk. The one social entertainment was a dance in the village, held in a hall about halt the size of the school gym, the music being provided by a radiogram from Salisbury.

A. MARTINS (5A).

A FEW SUGGESTIONS FOR SUICIDE.

There are various means and ways of committing suicide. Perhaps the following are the most popular: — drowning, poisoning, gas and marriage. Drowning is rather a pleasant death, since I happen to know somebody who has tried it. The would-be suicide can either wade or dive, or go to sleep on the sands and let the tide overtake him. Of these three diving can be highly recommended, especially from a great height. The only objection is, one has to be careful not to strike the bottom as one is apt to contract concussion, which in many cases proves fatal.

Poisoning! In poisoning one has to be very careful as to the poison one selects. There appear to be two kinds of popular poisons, namely lead poisoning and beer poisoning. Perhaps lead poisoning is most popular with Scotsmen since they are continually biting half-crowns to see that nobody passes them a dud one. Beer poisoning, of course, is very popular and is therefore highly recommended. It is never known to fail, especially on Saturday nights and Bank holidays. Gas is a novel way and is preferred by many. You simply put a penny in the slot, turn on the gas and count to a thousand. If you do not get up after counting a thousand you'll know you are dead.

Some people prefer marriage. But that is a lingering death and the wife has the benefit of the insurance money.

B. BLOYE (5B).

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Fill in the names of the masters, who are known to use these phrases.

C. PEAMAN (U5C).

NEAR TO HEAVEN.

The part of England that I should choose to live in would be in a quiet rural district. I should choose a part where there were little hills covered with small woods, descending into the green valleys where the old Roman road winds slowly like a snake to the quaint town. There, in the town, stands the grey stone church. It sends its pleasant chimes vibrating through the valleys, to the humble homestead of the labourer, who is ready with his best suit and his great grandfather's gold watch and chain, and to the squire living in splendour at his mighty mansion. Soon the choirboys, in their purple cassocks, will send their young voices up into the grandeur, to echo and be lost in the rafters, hidden by gloom.

The green of the low hills would be broken by specks of white wool on the countryside, the cherry orchards would pour down their pink and white blossoms like a snowstorm. The green trees of the forest would laugh and shake their heads in the gentle winds of the Summer and, in the reflection of the silver hoar-frosts in the moonlight would uphold their silent dignity in magnificence. The early morning sun shining on the dew would be far better than all the gold which Midas craved for. Such a place would seem the nearest part of this world to heaven!

R.B. MILLEN (U5C).

A. NEWMAN (U5C).

GINGER.

One evening I was sitting looking at my cat in a thoughtful manner. "Ginger," I said, "I wonder if you can speak some kind of language." He winked at me. I stared at him wonderingly. He was sitting there as serenely as ever with a nonchalant look on his handsome face. "Oh," I sighed, ''If you could only talk, we'd be great pals."

"Of course I can," he muttered in an offended way. His answer fitted in with the train of my thought, so I didn't realise for the moment its significance. Then I jumped off the seat.

After a while we had an interesting conversation. Then he wanted to go to the pictures. At first they wouldn't let me in with old Ginger, but after he had passed some complimentary remarks to the girl attendant, she was too bemused to refuse. Afterwards he showed me round some of his haunts, and I met some of the nicest cats I've ever seen.

The next morning I woke up with that familiar feeling when something important has happened to you the night before. I remembered. In a flash I rushed downstairs and found Ginger on the mat in front of the blazing fire. I confronted him on my knees. Solemnly I posed the question.

"Ginger, you can't speak, can you?"

"Of course I can't, you chump," he yawned back in a mildly offended way.

Well, that clinches it, I must have had a wonderful dream after all.

D. STERN, L6. ARTS.

HEARD.

          IN ROOM 39 -

'Tell your meat to shut up!"

"Talking of Atomic Bombs . . . . . "

"I pay 5d. for the water!"

"Eureka! A button!"

''I floated in with my tray!"

          OUTSIDE THE CLOAKROOM MILK BAR -

'It's cheaper to get this stuff direct from the tap!"

"Look! A goldfish!"

"The water has just seen a ghost!"

          BY A PREFECT ON "LATE-NAME DUTY" -

"The buses were on no standing strike."

"I come from Tunbridge Wells."

"My taxi had to stop at all red lights!"

"Hello! Clock's fast again!"

IN THE LIBRARY FROM A BUNCH OF SEC. SCHOOL BOYS, when members of the Matric. Dept. are within earshot -

"Every time someone in the Matric Dept. gets Matric they all have a half day off."

"They pay life subscriptions, not annual fees!"

"The average age of a member of the Matric Dept. is about 25!"

"They can play basketball too!!!!!!!"

ELECTION OF PARLIAMENTARY CANDIDATES.

At the recent General Election, I had, through being a member of a certain political party, and being a friend of the candidate of that party, the privilege of being present at the check over of service votes and at the final count (July 25th and 26th).

I shall describe the scene and the events, as it gives an interesting picture of the inside of an election. Surprisingly enough, notwithstanding all that the various candidates had said in previous weeks, everyone was extremely friendly.

In my Borough there are three constituencies, and so, three separate counts took place in the assembly hall of the Town Hall. In this Hall long trestle tables were arranged, forming three sides of a. square, the open end being by the entrance.

Admission to the count was by ticket, and there were several cordons of police. The actual counting clerks, were employees of a neighbouring Borough Council, and each Candidate was allowed his agent and eight sub-agents in the hall as scrutineers. The purpose of these is to check corruption; or, to be polite, mistakes.

On entering, each person must sign a declaration of Secrecy before a Justice of the Peace.

The counting clerks sit on the outside of the "square" (sixteen to each table), and the scrutineers on the inside. The clerks worked in pairs, and the others in threes; there being three candidates. The Returning Officer sat on the hall stage, and in company with each candidate's agent, spent his time deciding which of the "doubtful" ballot papers should be accepted and which should be rejected. The majority of papers have nothing wrong but many people either do not know what a cross is, or do not know what to do. A circle is not accepted as valid, but any mark in which two lines cross each other, provided it is clear to whom the mark is intended, is quite valid. Take advantage of this some people most certainly do, and a person may put as many crosses as there is room for, providing that they are all for one person. One paper that I saw had two names crossed out and one left clear but that was deemed not valid; another had a name crossed out and a cross by the side, that too being invalid. Any paper having any initials, or any remark in hand writing was immediately rejected for being contrary to the secrecy act. Some papers even had names and addresses written on the back.

Owing to the speed at which some clerks count papers, it was very hard to see some of these things, but a scrutineer is at perfect liberty to stop a clerk for the slightest reason.

The procedure was divided up into several parts, the back of the work being broken on the first day. Here the first job was to open the envelopes of the service votes that had been received. The actual ballot form was placed in a plain envelope and that, together with a declaration of identity was placed in a second envelope addressed to the returning officer. The declaration of identity was taken out and checked against the service register. Then, the ballot papers were taken out and counted in piles of fifty.

The ballot boxes were then opened and the total number of papers within were counted to check that this number was in agreement with the number of papers originally issued.

The papers now being in decent piles, and the "proxy" votes removed, the latter were checked against the postal votes to ensure no duplication of service votes, and the remainder placed in three boxes ready for the next day. The proxy papers were coloured green.

The ballot boxes were then resealed under the watchful eye of the agents, and were then taken to the vaults by stern-faced policemen. Thus ended the first day, well after dinner-time.

The second day, that of the actual count, started a half-hour earlier (9.00 a.m.), and excitement was running very high. The boxes were brought out, one between two clerks and opened. Each clerk took a handful of papers and separated them in three piles, one for each candidate. All doubtful papers were put aside and later sent to the returning officer.

The good papers were then counted out in groups of fifty, and covered by differently coloured papers, for each candidate, and held by an elastic band. Each fifty was signed by the clerk who counted them, and were then placed in the appropriate candidate's box. After this, the number of fifties were counted, together with any odd papers, and when the three tables had finished, the candidates assembled on the stage for the returning officer to announce the results.

Each of the candidates then made a short speech, and the winning party retired to a near-by "pub" to celebrate.

B.A. PEISSEL (U6Sc.).

AUNT KATE'S KORNER

Hullo boys. How do?

The other day at Pulteney as I mooned my way past the little black door on the ground floor by the notice board; when the hum of boys saying their tables filled the air; when the sound of the 6th Form 'Make do and mend' class gently flowed from room 1 as Gilhead perpetrated a chez d'oeuvre on his sewing machine, un peu de raccommodage being necessary owing to a 3B boy's braces becoming even less than a temporary hitch. (Raccommodage is a French noun meaning 'the act of sewing a new pair of trousers (7 coupons) onto an old button'); when the merry din of broken plates and cracking tables weltered from the hall as 3C cleared up; when ping-pong pops struck the ear-drums like the cracking of innumerable giant fleas in the Mod's den;

When, as I was saying, all this was a-going on I bethought me; "Ah me, these moderns!" (small 'm' for moderns Mr. Editor, as I don't mean the 6th Form Mods who had now ceased to ping because the ball had bust and Williams wanted his part of the net to copy some economic statistics out of the back page).

When, once again, I floated on my way I thought, what a difference this all was to those distant times, long before Jessie Matthews stood in the hall in two tight pigtails with her hands on her head because she was late for prayers. Did you know Jessie Matthews once went to Pulteney?

You know those two sarcophagé (plural of tomb-ornamental) on the bridge of sighs athwart the portico of Pulteney. You've seen them—two boxes of earth—well they aren't, because they're Roman tombs, camouflaged, blast-proof and sand-bagged during the Peasants' Revolt (1381).

I was excavating one of these the other day and came across three bones (silurian), two pieces of black stone (carboniferous), one fossilized apple core (Ribstonian) and a piece of a glass drinking cup or bottle, marked U.D., which as you probably know is a translation of the Latin for 'Up' and 'Down' and was a well known drinking slogan in the Justinian period, viz., "Up with the glass, down with the wine," and might be rendered in English by the toper's phrase, "Skin off your nose," or perhaps more accurately "Bung Ho!"

Below all this was a marble slab engraved:—

Hic Jacet      Mucus      Membranus

Magister Scholiae hic, haec, or hoc.

Obiit B.C.53.

Requiescat in Pace.

which means :—

"Here is cast the corpse of Mucus Membranus master of this here school B.C.53. Peace to his bones."

(The Romans you know counted backwards from 1 A.D. to 0 and so on up).

Here then is the picture of those times:-

It was just after the coining of the Romans and peace had been declared. Boadicea, Vercingetorix, Hengist and Horsa were about to be tried as war criminals, the first two in their absence—dead. The new Roman headmaster, Mucus Membranus, had gathered his staff together to stress the need for collaboration with the Iti forces of occupation and had banned the wearing of kilts among Celts. Rationing was over except for soap (1 cake per cohort per year, perhaps). Charcoal was more plentiful and the science master in room 14 was showing 3A how to turn lead into gold and tin discs into pennies to go in the telephone box on the corner of Wardour Street and Peter Tree.

So much for the past. Here is just a new Poly rule to finish with.

Fraternisation with the brown daschshund hanging about round Pulteney Gate must cease, at least until reparations from Germany are paid in full.

Furthermore the above animal must not be fed on toffee apples without the permission of the master on dinner duty.

And that brings us to a lunch time story entitled

     Food for Thought.

Peter always clears his plate

Death's Dark Angel has to wait.

John could never eat his pud,

Now his corpse is cased in wood.

Good luck be with you

On December 25th,

from your affectionate

KATE (Aunt).

OLD QUINTINIANS.

Addresses of the Old Boys in this list are available from the Head Master.

The following have called during the term or news has been received in letters. The date of leaving school is in brackets after the name. The second date in brackets is that on which he last called at school. (P.C.) means information in reply to the Head Master's special appeal for news. (L) letter received this term.

Aaronson, A. (41). At Bolton. With his father's firm. (P.C.)

A'Hern, J.P. (39). Oil Production and Refinery. Bahrain Is., Persian Gulf. (P.C.)

Ainsworth, J. (42). Engineering Cadet, Bournemouth. Passed A.M.I.M.E. (9.8.45)

Andrews, P.J.L. (39). Now Gnr. R.H.Q. Field Regt., B.A.O.R. (P.C.)

Ansell, E.G. (45). Kings College, London - Chemistry. (1.10.45)

Bailey, G.N. (45). Army P.T.C. R.A.C. (P.C.)

Bamber, N.H. (39). Was at University College, Southampton. B.Sc.(Eng.) 1943. Now at Royal Aircraft Establishment, Farnborough. (P.C.)

Baldock, P.H. (39). R.A.F. Navigator, 295 Squadron. (P.C.)

Barbieri, A. (43). R.A. Field Regt. Shortly going to India. (9.11.45)

Barke, P.W. (39). Lieut. R.E. (28.10.45)

Bardega, B. (38). R.A. Have not heard of further Awards since D.F.M. (23.7.45)

Bawden, S. (44). Radar Nav. Trg. N. Wales (L Oct.)

Baxter, E.G. (39). F./O., R.A.F. Technician (Radar). Married. Just returned from 4 years in W. Africa, Middle East and Burma. (27.11.45)

Bedford, R.J.E. (45). A.C.2, R.A.F. 1 year course at Durham University. (17.9.45)

Benjamin, C.M. (43). G.H.Q. Medical Stores, M.E.F. (P.C.)

Barnaby, H.N. (45). Lloyds Bank, Cricklewood. (P.C.)

Bidgood, W.A. (42). Sgt. R.A.F. Had several letters. Now engaged I suspect. Following extracts are of interest if not in his provocative style!

"I left Karachi in July and came down here to join this outfit : we're at Redhills Lake, which is about ten miles north west of Madras, and I'm reasonably happy here: It's a Sunderland squadron with one or two Catalinas, which is good because I've been attached to flying boats ever since 1 first met them in the early days at Korangi Creek. And of course in such a unit navigation is important and I am a fairly respected member of the community as a compass witch doctor. The countryside is not too good but it's a vast improvement over the Sind desert— it would be pushed to be much worse: we are in the middle of a large plain, and when I say plain I mean it's as flat as a chess-board except for very odd bits of rock which rise straight out of it to two or three hundred feet. It looks rather as though the land has been gradually eroded and the hills left, but Mr. Robinson would be able to give you more accurate gen on that. The whole plain is squared off into paddy fields where it is at all fertile, and the people raise a phenomenal number of crops from it— about four a year, I believe. In between the fields are banks lined with toddy palms, which are phenomenally ugly trees: they stand about fifty feet high and have trunks which grow suddenly thicker half way up: and at the top they have an odd tuft of spiky leaves, the ensemble being an eyesore. But since it's the only branch of tree for miles you just have to get used to it."

Of Ceylon, where he has spent several leaves, he writes:

"It's a lovely island, apart from the fact that inflation and the Black Market flourish as the green baytree: beyond that it is wholly admirable: it is the only place 1 have seen really lush greenery east of Suez, and life in all forms is abundant: anything and everything grows and its variety of flora and fauna is astounding. It is as fertile as India is arid and its people even more lazy— but they are the cleanest Eastern people I've yet run across. Even the coolie classes are clean and neat and quite pleasant except where they've been bitten either by American films or ideas of independence. If you resume your travels when the world has settled down a bit Ceylon is quite worthy of inspection, especially Colombo, Negombo, Galle and Kandy— all lovely towns. In Colombo several of the streets and roads are completely arched over with huge jacquaranda trees which blossom in the spring. Negombo is a little town up the coast with a wonderful beach and lagoon, green lawns and a catamaran fishing fleet: Kandy is built in the hills around a lake— there are all sorts of things worth seeing there, the temple of the Tooth and the annual torchlight procession— and Louis Mountbatten: and Galle— a lovely little town built by the Dutch in red brick."

Bignold (43). R.N. (Formerly L.C.C. Education Dept.). (P.C.)

Birch, E. (41). Discharged from mines. Awaiting recall to R.A.F.

Bonofoux, R.L. (43). From engineering section of B.B.C. to R.A.F. (P.C.)

Boother, P.J. (44). Being transferred from F.A.A. (11.10.45)

Branscombe, F.A. (40). Was 2nd Lieut. Army. Transferred to R.N. Was in action in Burma.

Branscombe (44). Signalman R. Corps Signals. Back from France. (28.9.45)

Bremner, G.H. (39). Radar mechs. R.A.F. at Cosford. (P.C.)

Bradbury, A.A. (39). F.A.A. Leading Air Fitter Electrician. (P.C.)

Brooks, D.A. (39). 2nd Batn. Coldstream Guards. (P.C.)

Brown, K. (44). Estate Agents Office. (P.C.)

Buckeldee, W.J. (42). L.Cpl. Signals, India Command, Bangalore. Meets Fox, K., regularly. (L. Oct.)

Burbridge, P.A. (45). City and Guilds College, London.

Butler, A.H.R. (42). Air Ministry on Wireless Development. (P.C.)

Butler, G. J. (39). R.A.F. Radar. (He got School Cert. at Harrow Weald after leaving school on evacuation). (P.C.)

Burt, G. (43). Still at Cables and Wireless on Telecommunications student. (P.C.)

Burke, P. (28). A.M.I.Mech.E. Engaged on Research. (P.C.)

Burke, L. J. (39).

Burr, R.I. (39). B.A.(Com.) Manchester. Production Manager, Renbaro Food Works Ltd. (P.C.)

Calder, I.H. (42). Sub. Lieut. R.N.V.R. in F.A.A.

Calder, H. (45). Intell. Corps. In Karachi. (22.10.45)

Catchpole, S. (42). In the Mines as electrician.

Cashman, B. (38). Lt. R.A.M.C., England.

Challis, C. H. (24). (9.7.45)

Chapman, D.R. (42). Tpr. "C" Squadron Royal Tank Corps B.A.O.R. (P.C.)

Chatterjee, R. (42). R. Corps Signals (8.10.45)

Citron, L. (38) Qualified. Is House Surgeon at Hammersmith Hospital.

Clarke, A.J. (39) At Kodak Ltd. until 1941 when he joined R.A.F. Fighter Pilot S. coast to 1944: Far East, Ceylon, Burma. Invalided back to England. Now again R.A.F. (L. Nov. 45)

Cockman, G. (43).

Cocks, K.P. (40). Ldg. Wtr. R.N. (Was in W Africa). (25.9.45)

Cocks, T. (44). 2nd Lieut. Sikh Light Infantry, India.

Coker (38). R.A.M.C. At Shaftesbury Military Hospital.

Connelly, W.H. (39) . Sp. R.E . M.C. At Dover. (P.C.)

Connidis, A. (42). School of Architecture and surveying War Damage. (P.C.)

Conrad, P.J. (39). Had serious mastoid operation on leaving school . Was graded not fit for Service. Is in advertising.

Couper, D.G. (39). St. John's College, Durham. B.A. Now Curate in Blackpool. (P.C.)

Cowell, D.A. (45). At P.T.C. of Army in N. Ireland.

Cresswell, C. (39). R.A.F. M.I.R., Cranwell, Lincs.

Cunnington, A.B.R. (39). Trained R.A.F. in Canada and Florida. Unfortunately contracted lung trouble and has left the Service. (P.C.)

Dallimore, K.S. (42). L./C. Area Signals, Sierra Leone, W. Africa.. (P.C.)

Davies, D.S. (39). F./Sgt. Nav . R.A.F. Bomber Command. (P.C.)

Davies, C. (43). F.A.A. Was in Canada. (P.C.)

Day, D.L. (40). (9.10.45)

Dear, L. (24). Electrical Engineer. (L. Sept.)

Dell, A.J. (42). Directed to Coal Mine as colliers helper, Dec. 1944. (P.C.)

Delves, J. (41). 3 G.H.Q. Liaison Regiment, B.A.O.R (P.C.)

Denham, G.C. (43). Completed Cadetship. Now Army P.T.C. Bodmin. (P.C.)

Dibben, D. (40). R.N. joined for 12 years (in submarine Serapha). Married. (P.C.)

Dibben, W. (36). After an active Army career almost due for demobn. (P.C.)

Dight, L. Capt. R.E.  E.A. Command. In Kenya Colony near Nairobi. (L. Aug.)

Dongworth, S.G. (42). After Bursary Course became Tech. Ass. at Napiers. (16.11.45)

Doswell (42). Last heard of in S.E.A.C. in Nov. 1944.

Drake, E.A. (38) . Ministry of Aircraft Production. (P.C.)

Dunford, F. (43). Completed Bursary. Now Army P.T.C. Sent to Bodmin, met Denham there. They were put in same hut and have adjacent bunks. Note.-They were in same Dorm. at the Dene.

Eagle, H.B. (41). Was Radio Mech. Now Postal. (26.9.45)

Edmonds, W.S. (45). Spr. R.E. (20.9.45)

Edwards, G.J. (40) . F/O. R.A.F. (28.9.45)

Edwards, H.C. (39) R.N. (Radar). Hopes soon to rejoin G.E.C. (P.C.)

Emmett, P.A. (43). At de Havilands School, Kingsbury. (1.11.45)

Evans, G.H. (40). F.O. R.A.F. (28.9.45)

Faithfull, S.T. (41). F./Lt. R.A.F. Married Dec. 1st, 1945. He has had a large variety of R.A.F. work from anti-shipping Beaufighters (when he was awarded D.F.C.) to photographic reconnaissance development. (P.C.)

Farmer, E.R.C. (45). R.A.F. 1 year University Course, Durham University. (5.10.45)

Fenton, A. (45). Maths and Physics Dept. (Poly).

Fielding, W.E. (38). Lt. H.Q. 82 (WA) Div. S.E.A.C. (P.C.)

Fish, D. (43). Clare College to 1944. Passed Part I. Now going to Air Force Technical Work. (3.10.45).

Forcer, C. (39). Sglm. Was in Burma, now in Saigon. (Completed teachers training in '41). (P.C.)

Forse, W.E. (43). Rfman. K.R.R.C. in Wiltshire. (P.C.)

Franchi, R. (44). R.N. Meteorological Service, Malvern. (L. Oct., 1945)

Frank, H. (41). Sgt. Holds D.F.M. Now in Rutland. (P.C.)

Fountain, P.J. (42). Royal Corps Sigs. Line Mechanic.

Gallop, S.R. (40). R.A.F. Sergt. At Rehabilitation Centre, Marchwood. (L. Oct.)

Gaylor, J.W.F. (45). Intell. Corps. Just going overseas. (P.C.)

Gayton, (39). Surveyor's assistant in Pinner. (31.7.45)

George, A. Granville (34) . R.A .C. Ex-P.o.W. at Catterick. Hopes to get a posting near home (9.11.45)

Giffin, G.F.H. (41). (9.7.45)

Gould, R.P. (45). Now at King's College, London. Botany and Zoology. (11.45)

Greenberg, M. (43). U.C. Medical Faculty. 2nd M.B. in March next.

Gregory, S. (44). R.N.A.S. in North Scotland (10.45)

Hardy, D.C. (39). Corpl. at C.R.E. Works. S.E.A.C. (P.C.)

Hadley, L.G. (40). Completing 5 year apprenticeship. Assoc. Member Heating and Ventilating Engineers. (P.C.)

Hampel, G. (45). At Lincoln College, Oxford.

Hall, R. (39). (P.C.)

Hands, J.M. (   ). Assistant Aero Engine Development, Napier & Son, Luton Airport. (P.C.)

Hardcastle, D. (45.) Palestine Police. He writes from 'somewhere in the Mediterranean' on his way to Jerusalem. (1. 11.45)

Harfield, K. (45). Intell. Corps. at Rotherham. (14.11.45)

Harris, E.W.C. (40). Meteorological Officer, at Station in Fife. (P.C.)

Haig, P.E. (43). R.N. Petty Off. Radar in South Africa. (P.C.)

Henley, F.A. (34). Surg. Lt./Com. R.N.V.R. Working for Fellowship in Surgery. Recently heard from A. Simmons, M.Sc., Major in regular Army. (L. Aug. 45)

Herbert, B.H. (42). Sgt. Pilot, R.A.F. Trained in America. Waiting for Transport Command (5.11.35)

Hess, Chas. (43). On research in Plastics and also Film acting. (P.C.)

Hirst, K. (40). Capt . R.A . S.E.A.C. (P.C.)

Hearn, R.S. (40). Chemist until he joins R.A.O.C. (P.C.). Now in Perthshire (L./C.).

Hoffman, E.T.S. (25). (27.7.45)

Holmes, M.E. (43). Lieut. Madras, Rgt.& Centre. (Indian Command). (P.C.)

Hore, Peter J. (42). In Germany with 8th Middlesex. Was in the attack from D+18 day through Arnheim. Now at O.T.U. (L. Aug. 1945)

Howells, P.E. (38). Just qualified M.R.C.S, L.R.C.P. (Univ. College Hospital). (16.10.45)

Illersic, R.R. (38). Now married. No longer in Army. (B. Com.) on Accountancy after much lecturing in Army (as civilian).

Irvine, A.M. (42). R.A.F. Air Crew (U./T. Navigator). (P.C.)

Jeffery, R.W. (43). Left King's. Going to R.A.F. (Radar). (24.10.45)

Jenkins, H.D. (39). Corp. Intell. Corps in Gibraltar. Hopes to have a move from there soon. (14.11.45)

Jones, D.C. (45). P.O. F.A.A. (20.9.45)

Joyce, J.A. (44). Grenadier Guards. Gdsman. in M.E.F. (P.C.)

Kagan, A.R. (38). Capt. R.A.M.C. In Normandy; now M.O. for Water Transport Unit, Yarmouth, I. of Wight. (27.11.45)

Kaufman (43). R.E.M.E. Officer Cadet with address which takes half a page of notepaper. (14.11.45)

King, R.S. (43). Chartered Accountant.

Kitchen, D. (40). In Germany. Finds his German useful - wishes he had taken more at school instead of Spanish.

Kirby, A.A. (41). Signalman. Allied Land Forces Signals. S.E.A.C. (P.C.)

Knights, G.F. (44). 2nd Lieut. With leaning to Airborne. (17.9.45)

Langley, W.N. (39). Fleet Air Arm. Now in Scotland after embarkation leave. (P.C.)

Lardner, O.H. (37). Transatlantic Telephone Service.

Latchford, P.E. (43 ). Writer. H.M.S. Mayina. (P.C.)

Lefcovitch, H. (45). University College, London.

Leski, L. (45). Intell. Corps. (3.10.45).

Levy, S. (43). Articled Clerk to Chartered Accountants.

Lewis, J.R.H. (35). Wing-Cdr. 255 Squadron, R.A.F. Malta Forces. Recently met Bardega in Paris. In a letter tells of his career since he commanded 504 Squadron (Nottingham Aux.). Went overseas with Coastal Beaufighters early in 1943; did a tour in the desert and was promoted Wing/Cdr. with 227 Squadron. After operating in the Aegean at the Cos and Leros affair he had a Rocket Squadron (603 Edinburgh Aux.). Then became Chief Instructor to a Spit/Thunderbolt O.T.U. in the Delta before operating in the Adriatic and North Italy with the 8th Army. From the Air Staff at H.Q. Balkans Air Force he had a Night Fighter Mosquito Squadron (255) near the Italian Riviera and is now garrisoning Malta. He sends his kindest regards to all his old Masters.

Littler, D. (37). Returned from U.S.A. (atomic research). (L. Sept. 45)

Lohmann, P.R. (41). Engineering apprentice, Napier Works. (P.C.)

Lubert, S. (45) . King's College, London, Medical School. (5 .10 .45 )

Macfarlane, N.S. (43). R.N. Writer.

Manners, A.L. (45). Spr. R.E. (20.9.45)

Matthews, R.G. (44). Was at Royal Academy of Dramatic Art. Is now in Intelligence Corps completing training before going abroad. (17.7.45)

McMichael, G.F. (43). Royal Marines. (P.C.)

Mennell, A.H. (40). L. A .C. R. A .F , C.M.F.(P .0 . )

Menzies, V.A. (43). Sgt. R.A.F. E.V.T. Instructor Fr. and Sp. in Germany. (Nov. 45)

Miller, K.H. (39). Capt . R.A.M.C. S.E.A.C. (P.C.)

"I qualified M.B.B.S., M.R.C.S., L.R.C.P. in 1943 and after holding a house job at Barts. went into the Merchant Navy. However, my stay was short lived and in November, 1944, I was transferred to the R.A.M.C. After a short stay in the U.K. during which I got married, I was posted to the Royal West African Frontier Force, which is composed entirely of negroes from darkest Africa.

Coming out to this theatre of war I first of all spent five weeks in India, which was quite enough. I have a very poor opinion of India. The wonderful story of glamour and exotic beauty is all a myth. Most of the Indians I met were lazy and dirty and utterly crooked. I had all my equipment stolen so I naturally don't think much of them.

At the moment I am stationed somewhere in Burma and am thoroughly browned off. We are static for the time being and there is very little to do. Life is very primitive for we are right in the jungle and cut off from the outside world, our supplies being parachuted down.

Actually the jungle is not quite as bad as one imagines. The lurid stories of horrifying animals and snakes are grossly exaggerated: they do exist but are fortunately rarely seen. The dreadful diseases are also most uncommon, our chief worries being boils and allied skin diseases. The rain is also a nuisance and we are in the middle of the Monsoon and more rain seems to fall here in one week than in a whole year in England: everything is continually soaked and very soon becomes coated with green mould. Insects are of all sizes and shapes, including giant cockroaches, spiders and hornets whose sting will "lay you out" for a few hours. On the whole Burma is a very interesting country and far more attractive than India.

The only O.Q. I can give any information about is E.J. Miller. He is a Captain in the R.E.'s, stationed in India, and shortly due for repat.—lucky man."

Minns D. (43). L.A.C. R.A.F. Now in Malaya, near Singapore. (L. Nov. 5)

Morrell, D.W. Engine Room Artificer, H.M.S. Guardian. (P.C.)

Mullins, E.L.C. (33). Lt. R.A . Back from Japan. Captured at Singapore where he met Major Galloway and Peel. He is returning to the staff of Archbishop Tennison's School, but gives the following interesting account of his experiences:

''I was taken prisoner in Singapore— that's a long time ago. I'd been in Malaya about a year when the end came and enjoyed nearly every minute of it. When the war began I was commissioned and posted to a Yorkshire Field Regiment equipped with old 4.5 Howitzers and, to a certain extent, I was disappointed but, like every gunner, I soon came to love my equipment as much as Kipling's gunners loved their even older 3.7, that screw-gun 'that's made in two bits.' And in Malaya our 4.5's acquitted themselves nobly, lobbing their 35-pound shells over the dense trees and shaking themselves almost to bits in the effort. When in February, 1942 we capitulated there was no need to destroy our guns, they were so shaky it was better to allow the enemy to destroy them, and himself at the same time.

Six months after the capitulation I was sent from Singapore to Korea or, as the Japanese called it, Chosen. The voyage was a ghastly experience— a thousand half-starved and sickening men crowded into four small holds, with inadequate sanitation and very little water. It took us five weeks as we were delayed nearly three weeks at Formosa, so when we arrived in Korea there was already a sharp nip in the air and in another month the hard winter had begun. We were very hard-up for clothing, having only a little tropical kit with us, so you can imagine how longingly we looked at the thickly-padded waistcoats and full baggy trousers tied at the ankles, worn by the Koreans. Later, when the bitter winds came down from Siberia we envied them their fur hats with flaps over the ears, nose and chin as well. Still, the winter came to an end and after a very short spring we were once again sweltering with the shade temperature up to 105 degrees. Korea is like that. Extremes of cold and heat, howling winds in winter and torrential rain in mid-summer. On the jagged mountains, that give the appearance of an immense scaly dragon at rest, there is hardly any vegetation beyond very stunted pine trees twisted by the gales and starved by the rains which wash the soil from their roots. Only in the valleys do you see the lush green of paddy-rice fields, mile upon mile, stretching away to the back-cloth of dragon's teeth mountains gleaming purple and white against cloudless sky. It's a very lovely country, abounding in ice-cold streams and innumerable spring-flowers, with centuries of history behind it. The Japanese failed to kill the intense patriotism of the Koreans, who still speak and write their own language, read their past literature, and write in prose and verse of the bewildering beauty of their country.

In the prison camp I became involved in a friend's attempt to escape. It was a gallant, but foolhardy effort; and when he was caught 1 and others who had helped him were courtmartialled and sent to the civilian Japanese prison in the capital, Keijo or Seoul. During the two years I sat in my cell waiting for the end of the war I got to know many Koreans, for the most part political prisoners, but amongst my Korean friends are pick-pockets and petty criminals of all kinds. I liked them all. They were always cheery, very pro-Allies, and nourished a healthy hatred of the Japanese. News of the war was brought in by fresh prisoners— even newspapers were smuggled in— and the Englishmen were kept well informed. I learnt a little Japanese, sufficient for my needs, but Korean was quite impossible.

The last month of my three years as a prisoner and criminal in Korea were very hectic. Two days after the Japanese surrender there was a spontaneous outbreak of rioting in the prison and the Governor was compelled to throw open the cells. I was one of the four-thousand shouting, singing, wildly excited men who streamed through the prison gates. Some of my Korean companions had been in prison nearly twenty years on life sentences. They flocked around the Englishmen and thanked us as though we had personally secured their release. We were feted through the town for days, taken on sight-seeing visits to the palaces and pleasure-grounds of the former Korean Imperial Family, dined and wined night after night with lavish hospitality. It was certainly good to be free.

We did the first stage of the return journey in an American 'Personnel Attack' boat—a vessel equipped to carry about 1,500 men with full military stores as well as twenty-six invasion barges. At Manila, in the Philippines, we were transferred to an Australian Reception Unit and waited about a week before boarding our aircraft-carrier 'Implacable.' Every day men were arriving by sea and air from all parts of the Japanese Empire, from Manchuria, Korea, Hongkong, Shanghai, and the Japanese islands, all with their varied tales of comedy and tragedy. Of the 'Implacable' and our trip to Vancouver by way of Pearl Harbour, close by Honolulu where I spent a day, a lengthy volume could be written, and another would be needed to tell you of our five-day train journey through the rockies and across Canada to Halifax. Perhaps another time I could select a few incidents that might interest you. When we boarded the 'Ile de France' for the last lap to Southampton we were exhausted by two months' of travelling, merry-making, eating and drinking. The kindness and hospitality shown returning P.o.W.'s is quite unforgettable.

So there is my story. Two years military training in England and Malaya, a ten weeks campaign, six months as a prisoner in Singapore followed by three years in Korea, two of them in prison, and then across the South China Sea, Pacific, Canada and Atlantic in ten weeks. I'd joined the Army and seen the World."

Murray, C.B. (39). B.Sc. M.R.C.V.S . Royal Veterinary College, Demonstrator in Histology.

Nicholls, G. (33). Detective -Inspector. Has been on Services investigations .

Norman, K.J. (45). Six months University course at Manchester Univ.

Padgett, D.H. (41). Naval Air Arm. T.B.R. Pilot. Awaiting new unit .(P.C.)

Palace, R. (42). Flying Control. Loughborough. (9.10.45)

Pantry, G. (42). L.A.C. R.A.F. Now in Germany. (L. June, '45)

Pettit, J.H.S. (40) At Westminster Hospital. Almost completed his M.B., B.S. (Only Medicine to pass in February). (27.11.45)

Pleeth, M.F. (43). R.N. (1.11.45)

Rapley, J. (44). On Embarkation Leave. Due to go to India (Poona) in October. (18.9.45)

Rapley, L. (41). After 1 year on Cipher work India, invalided back. Graded B - Home Service and hopes to rejoin Oxo's Ltd. soon.

Rasmussen, B. (31). Capt. G.H.Q. Rome.

Reckin, G. W. (37). Sgt. Instr. P.o.W. Camp, Notts. (Married)

Reeves, A. (43). In Bank at Cricklewood. (L)

Rosen, M. (45). Anderson Medical College, Glasgow. (27.9.45)

Rubens, L. (44). Cadet Officer, R.E. Going to Nottingham to R.E. Unit. (27.11.45)

Seiler, N. (42). Completed Bursary Course at Poly and now at Royal Aircraft Establishment, Farnborough. (L Oct., '45)

Sexton, H.A. (28) R.C.A.F. Overseas: lives in Ontario, Canada. (21.11.45)

Shells, A.J. (34) . Capt. R.A.S.C., B.A.O.R. (12 .9 .45)

Sklaroff, S.A. (45). In a job in London. (19.7.45)

Smith, E.W.S. (43) . P.O., R. A .F. (20.9.45)

Smith, L.S. (40). Was in R.A.F. in Germany. He is now back again at St. Catharine's College, Cambridge. (23.8.45). Please note he has decided to drop his last name and is now Leslie Sherwood. He found this an advantage in the Air Force for identification purposes.

Smith, T.R. (41). L.A.C., R.A.F. (24 .9 .45)

St. John, D. (40). Still in Plastics. Married. Just acquired a HOUSE! (17.10.45)

Steward, E.G. (43). Completed his course at King's and says be has a 3rd class degree and a 1st class fianceé. (Both statements have been confirmed-B.L.W.) (L Oct.)

Stocker, B.S. (42). Left Cambridge now with Vandervell Steel Co. (5.11.45)

Stone, E.D. (45). Imperial College, London. (19.7.45)

Stopps, G. (43). Still at London Hospital. (L Oct. 45)

Spelman (41).Sgt. Nav. R.A.F. (4 .8 .45)

Timberlake (39).Lt. R.N.V.R. (17.9.45)

Tourret, R. (42). Still with Experimental Establishment at Farnborough. (Two letters)

Van Loo, G. (33). Anglo-Iranian Oil Co., Persian Gulf. Major in Baluchistan Regt. Now Italy, G.H.Q.

Wells, J. ( 43). Royal Corps Signals. Draughtsman. Scarborough. (22.10.45)

Whiteson (45). R.A.F. in Scotland. (5.11.45)

Whittard, G.R. (37). S./Ldr. R.A.F. Aden. D.F.C. Expected home soon. (L Aug., 45)

Woodage, F.A. (41). In Pre-O.C.T.U. at Wrotham. (L Sept., 45)

Worsnop, B.R. (45). Clare College, Cambridge.

Wright, J.E.F. (39). FAO. R.A.F. Badly wounded: now in hospital.

Wynick, L. (37). F/O. R.A.F.

Letters to Old Boys returned marked "Address not known"

Can anyone give information?

Alder, P. P. (39); Avery, D. C. (40); Banham, S: A. (39); Barry, A. W. (39); Baynton-Power, P. 0. (40); Burton, E. C. (39); Bysouth, R. (42); Cashman, B. (39); Chadwick, G. (39); Clark, W. G. (40); Coleman, B. L. (41); Forster, J. V. (40); Goldstein, A. (42); Green, W. A. (40); Hawtin, G. F. (38); Hogg, F. R. J. (43); Hughes, K. J. (38); Eveleigh, E. H. (41); Day, H. W. (38); Nash, H. (38); Heading, J. H. (39); Mackenzie, J. J. (39); May, F. (38); Porter, A. J. (41) : Power, H. G.(40) ; Rose, A. A. (38) ; Payton, S .W. (42); Payne, J. C. J. (38); Dingel, K. E. (39); Zisserman, A. (39); Hardinges, G. W. L. (38); Segalla, P. L. B. (39); Whiley, K. G. (39); Za, R. A. (43); Taylor, P. (34).

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