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| | | From: dickie | Sent: 3/11/2008 1:19 PM |
One incident reminds me when l was fifteen l went with another boy ( it could have been Laurie ) into Nether Stowey to buy my first pint,my hair had been 'gelled' l think with Brylcream!!.as we walked into the Pub l asked for a pint of bitter,he looked at us both and said "l think a half will do sonny!"... Drinking in the 1960's was not really an issue sometimes we did buy some cider to tempt the girls from St Audries School! which we met close the St Audries having used illegal transport car or school vehicle driven by fifteen year old. Some years later a boy from Quantock crashed his car killing l believe two others all foreign students it made the National News.
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| | | From: Caz | Sent: 3/11/2008 2:56 PM |
Hiya! If I'm right then the 4th brother was Norman (I think that was his name). He worked at Woodhouse and when we visited he cooked us chips, sausage and beans. I don't remember much about him, but he seemed pleasant. Caz x |
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Hi Will, I don't think it was me trying to get into the pub, as I always looked younger than my age. The only time I remember drinking with you was when we went to Tarr's dads pub, we didn't buy the cider as we were given it !!! I think it was in Cannington, while "Wasailing". Wasailing is an old tradition of shooting shotguns into the apple trees to get rid of the witches. It must of worked as we never saw any witches again. Plus it was David Peaster who took us there !!14 year old boys to the Pub "Tut" Tut". Proves the Head wasn't all bad and he allowed us to drink. It was scrupmy with a red hot poker put into your glass to warm it up. I was still having problems at 21 trying to buy drinks as did Patrick Cook. Patrick used to take his birth certificate with him. Sometimes that didn't work !! Shame about the car crash killing some of the boys, just proves not to take a prank too far. I have the letter from Nigel's dad about the death, it makes sad reading, at least he didn't blame anyone, so that let me off the hook, thought I'd get expelled. Hi Stigg, I never got to know Mr.Keith as well as you as he didn't teach anything as such 1964-1966. Seems I have missed out getting to know a truly great bloke. Very clever him buying that drink. Dread to think what Mr.Phil would have done. I think David Peaster would of had a laugh about it. Quantock for me at times could become a very depressing place, dark forbidding corridors, freezing cold in winter, not enough food, no medical attention, until Matron was employed. It fact it was Will (Richard Hope-Hawkins) who look after me when I was ill. What a shambles the place was, medically, teachers, building, health & safety etc. When doing cross country runs I used to fantasise about running away and treated the runs as practice. Of course I never did run away but there was many a time I considered it. Up to 10 years ago I would never have contemplated going to a reunion. I had switched the place off in my mind and never gave it a second thought. Age has mellowed me and I plucked up courage to go to a reunion. It was one of my best decisions I have ever made. It laid to rest a lot of ghosts. Meeting expupils who treated me as a brother, fantastic, Matron as well. Meeting Mr.Phil was great, the person who was the "Terminator". Laurie |
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Hi Caz, You're thinking of Norman Bates who ran the bed & breakfast house at the bottom of the drive. Must have been a great place as people who stayed there never left. Laurie |
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| | | From: dickie | Sent: 3/11/2008 3:49 PM |
Yes there was or maybe alive a fourth Peaster brother and he was called Norman.. perhaps'' Normal Norman !!!
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One incident reminds me when l was fifteen l went with another boy ( it could have been Laurie ) into Nether Stowey to buy my first pint,my hair had been 'gelled' l think with
Brylcream!!.as we walked into the Pub l asked for a pint of bitter,he looked at us both and said "l think a half will do sonny!"... Drinking in the 1960's was not really an issue sometimes we did buy some cider to tempt the girls from St Audries School! which we met close the St Audries having used illegal transport car or school vehicle driven by fifteen year old. Some years later a boy from Quantock crashed his car killing l believe two others all foreign students it made the National News.
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Stigg - you should write more often, you're good at it! Perhaps you even write a killer tune ~ maybe you and your Shaved Horse could write a song about the school "Black-nun on the Junoir Wing" ... I'm scared even to ask whether people can think of song titles that would make the top 10 Quantock School radio tune list ... I would come and see you play but it is a bit too far for me to go ... but you could come to the reunion and do a duet with Big Kev and his bag-pipes Maybe I've got my wires crossed but didn't you promise us a story about a kid who ended up in A&E with his pinkie in a baked bean tin ... or something like that?? |
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Mike, My vote for top ten Quantock tunes would have to be "Psyco Killer" by Talking Heads. This tune I would dedicate to Peter Burgess. Stigg, You've got to come to the reunion so you can do a duet with "Big Kev" although he is now "Slim Kev" Cheers Laurie |
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Did the story about the lost finger involve Gerry Warriner? Laurie |
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| | | From: stigg | Sent: 3/12/2008 2:04 PM |
Blakey.. get that bus out Butler...
I did promise the baked bean story but I think I'd need a lawyer
until certain people are dead and dust.
Glad you liked the bit about Keith...
Lauries bit about the long distance running brings to mind a fad that
I think Mr Phil introduced for about a month. I shall begin...
It was decided that we, the boys, were all going to the dogs in both
body and mind. (the soul had already given up.) and the only solution
and an obvious fix was to summon an early morning, long distance
jig... across the boggy wastes.
At some unmentionable hour we would gather, all coughing and
spitting, at the top of the drive. The route , which had been seeded
at all points various by members of staff (who probably had about as
much faith in this dawn venture as they did seeing an Englishman walk
on the Moon.) So.... that we, the runners could be seen and not have
done the usual 'hide in the bushes and turn up with the mad fools who
actually did run trick'.
For a few days all went as expected, grumbles, from staff and boys,
the odd twisted limb, broken fingernails etc etc. Until it became
general knowledge that a quick spill early on sent the runner back
for an early shower. Ah... the stage is set. Unbeknown to all a plan
had been hatched by just about every boy in the school. Each thinking
his devious plot was a subtle as a flying mallet and unique we waited
for the whistle that would begin 'todays' race. (race my arse, most
of us were smoking 10-20 a day by then and were so unfit we couldn't
run a bath let alone a race.) The air exploded with the schrill scram
of an Acme thunderer, the whistles cork pea shoots out into the
forest and to a man each boy takes off for five or six paces only to
throw themselves to the ground with cramps, sprains and injuries
minor and major. Laugh I nearly cried. Even the staff doubled up.
They killed off the early morning run. I think one chap had thrown
himself so hard against the frozen sod that he cracked his jaw quite
badly... muppet ... Oh deep joy. Thought I saw a ghost one late
night coming back from an illegal excursion to points
unmentionable ... Scared me stupid... Lost about four pounds in
weight and my hair is still grey. Anyone remember the 'dirty dozen'
and the assistant cook...??? Now there is story not for these pages!...
Later Me little pipkins.
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Stigg, I've taken advice from Gerry Warriner regarding bake bean tin and lost finger, go ahead and publish, he wants to see all versions of this incident. Laurie |
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| | | From: stigg | Sent: 3/12/2008 8:44 PM |
No, Gerry was Ok ... as to bag pipes I am afraid that I come out in a
rash just thinking about the things.. look.. see what you've done...
Indian invention I think, Came here with those damn Celts and when
God asked each nation which instrument they'd like to play. The scots
were so drunk that they missed the music box and dragged a half
dead cat out of the next crate and.... seeing that it didn't make any
noise squeezed it until it screamed.. Or am I being unkind? Don't
confuse me with a music lover. I have killed enough tunes in my time...
Stiggy of All points East
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I like the idea of stories too sordid to tell ... I don't know about lawyer, but would a partly qualified patent attorney be of any assistance? Sadly I missed out on Keith. Sounds like a top bloke, and that all the boys really respected him. In fact, it reminds me a little about how folks from the 70's talk about Gerry before his stroke. I didn't really know the true Gerry, just the nice but zanny post-stroke Gerry. Mr Teare is another that people seemed to respect. Mr Brooks was the best of the best when I was a school (sadly died in a sailing accident in about 1991-2). Mr Coulson was also a pretty cool guy (maybe because he was an ex-Quanny pupil?!) Chapter 2? At your service, Butler Blakey |
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"I'm gonna get you Butler.............!" Don't talk to me about (mini) busses or it will be another 3 months detention/washing up/100 words & meanings......!!!!! Cowboy Cooper  |
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| | | From: stigg | Sent: 3/16/2008 10:43 PM |
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I do wonder if my half ounce of best Moroccan hash:
that fell down between the old brick work and the plasterboard in my dorm;
is still there.... or did soem far out rats get very... very stoned one
night?
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"I'm gonna get you Butler.............!" Don't talk to me
about (mini) busses or it will be another 3 months
detention/washing up/100 words & meanings......!!!!!
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more likely a Jub sniffed it out ... |
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