The Raineian 1973 by David Ward

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THE MAGAZINE OF RAINE'S FOUNDATION

GRAMMAR SCHOOL

OCTOBER 1973

NUMBER EIGHT

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Editorial Perhaps the gr eatest problem in the is tha t of finance : The printing of n路 costs over 拢260, which is provided doubt, be possible to produce a large if we sought outside sponsorship by

Editorial Committee Editor: Assistant Editors: Cover Design: Photography : TYPists :

Stephen Gilbey Brian Parker Lynn Ahearne Glenn Cole Paul D. Smith Donna Mulcock Carolyn Cain Ruth Conway

However, as soon as one introduces gives way to a seemingly inconseque of the constant torrent of propagan prac tically all our waking hours . Th and promoters is now very familiar: greed, or other personal vices, they tha t their products are necessary fo process, and the frightening thing is scorn these products, we are subsco Thus, our right to free, unbiased ch The political situation is, to a great still appeal to our weaknesses with wages and various other bribes , usua We are continually subject to much p this editorial!) and to all the graphs , how much better off we are than eve better off! The difficulty lies in look' and knowing what to pick out from th The aim of this editorial has been to are subject to the propaganda , both c disseminated by the mass media. I h degree of awareness, and perhaps to I thought before the next box of soap pc slip dropped into the ballot box.

ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS The Stepney Way, 1972, The Parmiterian, 1972, Highgate Wood School, 1972

The Editor extends his grateful thank the Raineian, to the Editorial Comm i and Glenn Cole, the photographers aJ important parts in getting this magaz for her assistance and advice on Art . to Miss Lewis, who has put in a grea with the Printers and in helping the r

Editorial Perhaps the greatest problem in the production of a school magazine is that of finance : The printing of nine-hundred copies of the Raineian costs over ÂŁ260 , which is provided by the School Fund. It would, no doubt, be possible to produce a larger and more expensive magazine if we sought outside sponsorship by selling advertising space .

Committee Stephen Gilbey

' $ : Brian Parker

Lynn Ahearne Glenn Cole Paul D. Smith Donna Mulcock Carolyn Cain Ruth Conway

However, as soon as one introduces advertising into the magazine, one gives way to a seemingly inconsequential trickle which forms a part of the constant torrent of propaganda to which we are subjected for practically all our waking hours. The method used by the manufacturers and promoters is now very familiar: by appealing to our vanity, pride, greed , or other personal vices, they are able to coerce us into believing that their products are necessary for us . This is often a very subtle process, and the frightening thing is that, while we may consciously scorn these products, we are subsconsciously persuaded to buy them. Thus, our right to free, unbiased choice is fast diminishing. The political situation is, to a great extent, analogous. P olitical leaders still appeal to our weaknesses with promises of lower prices, higher wages and various other bribes, usually promised for the years to come. We are continually subject to much propaganda (as indeed are you to this editorial!) and to all the graphs , figures and polls which tell us how much better off we are than ever before - even if we do not feel better off! The difficulty lies in looking at these claims objectively and knowing what to pick out from them as the truth . The aim of this editorial has been to point out the extent to which we are subject to the propaganda, both commercial and political, which is disseminated by the mass media. I hope to ha ve brought about a greater degree of awareness, and perhaps to have stimulated a good deal more thought before the next box of soap powder is bought, or the next votingÂ slip dropped into the ballot box.

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EDGE MENTS

r2,The Parmiterian, 1972, ~ ood

School, 1972

The Editor extends his grateful thanks to all who have contributed to the Raineian, to the Editorial Committee, Brian Parker, Lynn Ahearne and Glenn Cole, the photographers and typists, all of whom have played important parts in getting this magazine to print, and to Miss Blake for her assistance and advice on Art. A special vote of thanks is due to Miss Lewis, who has put in a great deal of work in corresponding with the Printers and in helping the magazine to meet its deadline. Stephen Gilbey, VI LJ

THE GOVERNORS OF RAINE'S FOUNDATION C.ha irm an

Sir Hugh Munro-Lueas-Tooth, Bart. Vice-Chairman

S. A. Matthews, Esq. Mrs E. Armsby L. Bernstein, Esq., B. Se., Ph. D. J. Branagan, Esq., K. S. G. , J. P. Councillor F. W. Briden A. Hugh Chaplin, Esq. Mrs E. M. Grimes, B. A. F. Hirtes, Esq.

J.F. Kirkaldy, Esq., D. Se. The Reverend R. A. Royal! The Right Reverend the Lord Bishop of Stepney Mrs 1. Seymour-Chalk

The Reverend A. M. Solomon, B . D.

Colonel R. P. Tong, O. B. E., M. A., J.P.

Cl erk to the Governors

H. R. K. Broughton, Esq., B . A . STAFF - SEPTEMBER 1973 Head Master

Mr B. P. Stanney, M. A. (Cantab.), M. Ed. (Dunelm.) D eputy Head

Mrs M. C. Rankin, A. T. D . (London) Senior Master

Mr W. M. Spooner, M. A. (London), B.Sc . (London), F. R. G. S. School Chaplain

The Reverend P. C. Clynick HEADS OF DEPARTMENT The Reverend J. E. Burrows, B. A. (Leeds) (History)

Mr G. Calvert, (City of Worcester College) (Mathematics)

Dr A. Cioei, (University of Pisa) (Physics)

Mr E. J. Croom, B. Se. (London) (Geology)

"Mrs C. Crump, B.A. (Dublin)(Geogyaphy) Mr B. C. Dowling, M .A. (New Zealand)(English) Mr T. G. Emes, A. C. P., M. 1. C. E. (Technical Studies) Mr J. S. Everton, M. A. (Oxon) (Biology)

Miss P. Gosman, (National Traini (Home Economics)

Miss 1. R. Hoskins, A. L. C. M., L. G.

Mr R. J. Hudson , B. Se . (London) (Ch

Miss V. G. Jaeks on, L. R. A. M. (.Uu

Mr H. Long , Dip . Phy s . Ed. (Loughbo

Miss A. M. Lowes, Dip . Phys. Ed. (C

Mr R. C. Reffold , M. A. (Oxon .) (Lan

Mr R. F. J . Simmons, B. A. (London)

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Miss C. M. Balls, B . A. (Cantab. ) (F

Mrs G. Bamford, B. A. (Leeds ) rReli

Mr T. Billington, B. Se. (London) Cr!

Mr J. J. G. Blundell, A. T. D. (Londo

Mrs J. E. Chisholm, B. Se . (London )

Miss E. A. Chojnicka, B. A. (London)

Miss S. E. Clarke, B. Se. (London) (.\

Mr M. J. Coomber , Dip. Phys . Ed . (N

Education, Boys)

- Mr F. J. Copping, B. A. (Exon .) (l{is t Mr K. R. Crump, B. A. (Live rpool) Mr S. B. Emes , M. Weld. 1.. M. 1. C. E Mrs J. E. Frost, B. A. (Nottingham ) Miss S. Groner, B. Se . (Lee ds) (l'.1ath -Mrs A. E. Johns on, B . A. (Leeds ) (E -Miss M. Lewis, B. A. (Wales ) (Engli Miss L. Linnett, B. Se. (Reading) (Ch Mrs H. R. Mars, B . A. (Newca s tle) ~ -'Miss A. W. Naylor, B. Se. (London ) Mr C. J. Nice, B . Se. (Southampton ) Mrs L. J. Owen-Conway, B. A. (Sheff Mr R. J. Pryee, B. A. (Hull) (Germ an Mr J. 1. Rae, B . A. (Sydney ) (English) Mr P. Spillett, B. Se. (London) (Econe Mrs S. W. Se riven, Dip. Phys. Ed. (Bd Miss P. Webster, B. Se. (London )

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M" M. Broughton, (Com" C"",h)

School Bursar: Mrs L. M. Creasey Mr S. J. Russell Head MasteY's SE

Miss P. Gosman, (National Training College of Domestic Science)

RAINE'S FOUNDATION

(Home Economics)

Miss 1. R. Hoskins, A. L. C. M., L. G. S. M. (Commerce) Mr R. J. Hudson, B. Sc. (London) (Chemistry) Miss V. G. Jackson, L. R. A. M. (Music) Mr H. Long, Dip. Phys. Ed. (Loughborough) (Physical Education, Boys) Miss A. M. Lowes, Dip. Phys. Ed. (Chelsea) (Physical Education, Girls)

Mr R. C. Reffold, M. A. (Oxon.) (Languages)

Mr R. F. J. Simmons, B. A. (London) (German)

!i rman

-Lucas-Tooth, Bart. ~ ;zai Yil1aJ1

Ltthews, Esq. J. F. Kirkaldy, Esq., D. Sc. The Reverend R. A. Royall The Right Reverend the Lord Bishop of Stepney

Mrs 1. Seymour-Chalk

The Reverend A. M. Solomon, B. D.

Colonel R. P. Tong, O. B. E., M. A.,

J.P. ~ ;Ie

ASSISTANTS Miss C. M. Balls, B. A. (Cantab.) (French and German)

Mrs G. Bamford, B. A. (Leeds) (Religious Studies)

Mr T. Billington, B. Sc. (London) (Mathematics)

Mr J. J. G. Blundell, A. T. D. (London) (Art)

Mrs J. E. Chisholm, B. Sc. (London) (Physics)

Miss E. A. Chojnicka, B. A. (London) (French and German)

Miss S. E. Clarke, B. Sc. (London) (Mathematics)

Mr M. J. Coomber, Dip. Phys. Ed . (North London Polytechnic) (Physical

Governors

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Education, Boys)

PTEMBER 1973 -~Mr

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. (Cantab.), M. Ed. (Dunelm.) ut} Head

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pr M.aster I:mdon) , B .Sc. (London), F. R. G. S. 0 01

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F. J. Copping, B. A. (Exon.) (History) Mr K. R. Crump, B. A. (Liverpool) (History) Mr S. B. Ernes, M. Weld. 1.. M. 1. C. E. (Technical Studies) Mrs J: E. Frost, B. A. (Nottingham) (French) Miss S. Groner, B. Sc. (Leeds) (Mathematics) -Mrs A. E. Johnson, B. A. (Leeds) (English) -Miss M. Lewis, B. A. (Wales) (English) Miss L. Linnett, B. Sc. (Reading) (Chemistry) Mrs H. R. Mars, B. A. (Newcastle) (German and French) --Miss A. W. Naylor, B. Sc. (London) (Biology) Mr C. J. Nice, B. Sc. (Southampton) (Mathematics) Mrs L. J . Owen-Conway, B . A. (Sheffield) (Latin) Mr R. J. Pryce, B. A. (HuU) (German and French) Mr J. 1. Rae, B. A. (Sydney) (English) Mr P. Spillett, B. Sc. (London) (Economics) Mrs S. W. Scriven, Dip. Phys. Ed. (Bedford) (Games Coach) Miss P. Webster, B. Sc. (London) (Geography) Mrs M. Broughton, (Games Coach)

School Bursar: Mrs L. M. Creasey Senior Laboratory Technician: Mr S. J. Russell Head Master's Secretary: Mrs J. I. Evans

SCHOOL PREFECTS

SEPTEMBER 1973

Head Boy Stephen Gilbey

Head Girl Lynn Ahearne

Deputy Head Boys

Deputy Head Girl

Glenn Cole, Brian Parker

Sarah Cooper

Prefects George Bellamy Remo Beschizza Graham Burchell Geoffrey Chappell John Chappell Terence Chimes Alexander Gifford Clementino Giglio- Vigna Leonard Lewis Robert Morgan Solomon Osbourne Garry Palmer Leonard Rees Robin Rudwick Brian Thompson Stephen Wilkinson

Lorraine Anderson Lynn Barrett Helen Beeson Cheryl Cole Christine Davidson Gillian Lamb Rosemary Moran Barbara Page Christine Richardson Lesley Roscoe Jillian Seago Sharon Shacklady Lorraine Sims Susan Sykes Karen Winter

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Gam es Captain, Girls :

Deputy Games Captain :

Trophies 1972-73

Sub-Prefects Carl Bridgeman Martyn Button Colin Croft John De 'Ath Clive Gorman Manuel Graudins Martin Leonard Braham Levy David Lloyd Gary Lloyd Anthony Mole Mark Rossi James Selway Roy Singh

Monitors Keith Adley Garry Ainsworth Paul Burchell Stephen Burton Roger Crawford Laurence Dalton Geoffrey Davis John Forder Garry Green Michael Marks Michael Murphy Stephen Salter Michael Stotter Kapil Varma

Jacqueline Cole Kathleen Crundwell Jacqueline Farmer Kathleen Fassenfelt Christine Gilbey Jean Gilbey Christine Kiley Anne Medlycott Jean Millgate Gillian Owens Tina Pam Margaret Tompkins Sharon Walsh Maria Viggiani 8

ATHLETIC ACTIVITIES Athletics

Senior: Intermediate: Junior: Relays : Standards: Aggregate:

Winter ton Butterfield Luton Cup Long-Lowes Shield Aldridge Cup Roden Cup

Basketball

Senior : 1nl erm ediate: Junior:

Raineian Lodge Cup Harvey Martin Cup Fishberg Cup 9

'TEMBER 1973

Monitors

lead Girl Lynn Ahearne )eputy Head Girl

:arah Cooper

~o rrain e

Ande rson Barre tt -ielen Beeson ::heryl Cole ::hristine Davidson Jillian Lamb ~os e mary Moran 3arbara Page ::hristine Richardson Lesley Roscoe Jillian Seago , haron Shacklady Lorraine Sims ,usan Sykes Karen Winter ~ ynn

Keith Adley Garry Ainsworth Paul Burchell Stephen Burton Roger Crawford Laurence Dalton Geoffrey Davis John Forder Garry Green Michael Marks Michael Murphy Stephen Salter Michael Stotter Kapil Varma

Patricia Burley Catherine Carlaw Beverley Crow Lorraine Ellicott Glynis Jenkins Lucinda May Barbara Morgan Mary Payne Valerie Preston Jane Roberts Sharon Twyman Lorraine Willcox

Games Captain , Girls : Deputy Games Captain :

Ros emary Moran Jean Gilbey

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Trophies 1972-73 Jacqueline Cole Kathleen Crundwell Jacqueline Farmer Kathleen Fassenfelt Christine Gilbey Jean Gilbey Christine Kiley Anne Medlycott Jean Millgate Gillian Ow ens Tina Pam Margare t Tompkins

Sharon Walsh

Maria Viggiani

ATHLETIC ACTIVITIES

Athletics Senior : Interm ediate: Junior: Relays: Standards: Aggregate: ,,'

Winterton Butterfield Luton Cup Long - Lowes Shield Aldridge Cup Roden Cup

Mann School School Winter ton Mann School

Raineian Lodge Cup Harvey Martin Cup Fishberg Cup

School School

Basketball

Senior: Intermediate: Junior:

Prose and Verse

Cross Country (Boys)

Senior: Interm ediate: Junior:

Mansfield Cup Wareing Cup Horne Cup

Foundation

Mann

Foundation

H. M. 's Trophy

Winterton Mann School

(Girls)

Senior: Interm ediate: Junior:

Foundation School/Winterton

Munn Cup Camberley Cup

Netball

Senior: Interm ediate : Junior:

Senior: Junior: Geographical Projects

Junior: Field studies School Work

Dagger Cup

House Championship Dorothy Broughton

Tyler Trophy Leach Cup Mann Cup

School School Mann

Cadet Cup Hirtes Cup Jenkins Cup

Winterton School School

Lassman Shield Wilkins Shield Turnage Trophy Manuel Posey Cup

School Winterton School School

Victor Ludorum

Mann Foundation

Senior: Intermediate: Junior:

Rugby

Senior : Intermediate: Junior:

Ida Samuel Reading Awards

Senior :

Hockey

Senior: Intermediate:

Senior: Junior:

Final House Points: School 53, Ma 33. 5 Overall Championship H. R. K . Broughton

Swimming

Senior: Intermediate : Junior: Aggregate:

Physical Education Bo ys Adlam Cup Gir~s O. R. A. 250th Anniversary Cup House Championship

Shutt Trophy

ATHLETICS (INDIVIDUAL ) Garry Palmer, Paul Read Gary James

Victrix Ludorum School

(Final House points: School 96.5, Foundation 74, Mann 72, Winterton 65.5)

Senior: Intermediate: Junior:

Marina Wiles J ocelyn Matthew Sandra Matthew

CULTURAL ACTIVITIES SCHOOL SPORTS CAPTAIN

Drama

Senior: Junior:

Sixth Form Cup

School School

Chess Mann Mann

Senior : Junior : 10

Boys Athletics Basketball Cross Country Rugby

Michael Cable Stephen Gilbey Ronald Adams Colin Johannesen

Prose and Verse Foundation Mann Foundation Winterton Mann School

Senior: Junior:

School Winterton

Ida Samuel Reading Awards School School

Senior: Junior: Geographical Projects

School

Junior: Field studies

Senior: Foundation Schoolj Winterton School School Mann Winterton School School School Winterton School School

versary

Mann Foundation

SchoolWork

School Mann

Dagger Cup

House Championship Dorothy Broughton Trophy

School

Final House Points: School 53, Mann 43.5, Winterton 34, Foundation 33.5

Overall Championship H. R. K. Broughton Trophy

School

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ATHLETICS (INDIVIDUAL) Victor Ludorum

Senior: In term ediate: Junior :

Garry Palmer, Michael Murphy Paul Read Gary James

Victrix Ludorum School foundation 74 , Mann 72, Winterton

Senior: Intermediate: Junior:

Marina Wiles J ocelyn Matthew Sandra Matthew

SCHOOL SPORTS CAPTAINS (1972-3) School School Mann Mann 10

Girls

Boys

Athletics Basketball Cross Country Rugby

Michael Cable Stephen Gilbey Ronald Adams Colin Johannesen 11

Games Captain

Wendy Pollock

Prize List 1972-73 FORM PRIZES (All form p?'izes are for achievement unless otherwise stated) IF

Julie Dawkins Carole Passmore Phyllis Alexander

Geoffrey Newson Maddelena Pettenati Carole Day Sandra Matthew

UPPER SIXTH PRIZES French German Economics History Geology

Janet Leaves Janet Leaves John Gamble John Arnold Susan Day Wendy Pollock

B C G T

Seymour Chalk Prize for Modern L Miss Bailey's Prize for Latin Mr .Nicholas' Prize for Field Studie

Denise Cox Mark Baker Antoni Frangou

Shelley Hurley Patricia Edwards Robert Gibbs

IIF

Kevan Gill Deborah Gardner Gary Oliver (progress)

lIS

Ville Saarikoski Steven Sims Kevin Harvey

Religious Knowledge

Lisa Helm Michael Ryder Debra Vincent

IIW

John Tompkins Steven Murphy Tony Lock

Senio r,

Inten

Junior

PhYSical Education

Senior

Gary Woods Deborah Castle Martin Carter Grant Sibley

IIIS

IIM

IIIF

Anthony Purvis Clive Baugh Teresa Sims Russell Obee (progress)

IIIM Judy Mulcock June David Angela Rossi (progress)

IIIW Lesley Cater Elaine Pontin John Stevens (progress)

IVA

Susan Holland Donna Laws Bernadette King (progress) John Newman (progress)

IVL

IVG

John Clements Linda Buc kland Stella Bulevicius

IVS

Michael Newman Keith Bennett

Catherine Carlaw Lucinda May Garry Green

Gillian Lamb John De' Ath Lorraine Ellicott

Christine Gilbey Helen Beeson Mary Payne Susan Sykes Christine Richardson

June Hampton Barbara Wilson Debra Mackenzie

SUBJECT PRIZES

Junior Music

Seni Junior.

Art

Senicn足 Junior

Needlework

Junior

Cookery

Junior

SPECIAL PRIZES The Ida Samuel Memorial Prizes: Reading Senior Junior Essay Senior Junior The Haugh Prize for Distinction at 0 The John Jacobs Prize for Distinctio The Christian Keith Scott Prizes for

Lower Sixth: Lynn Ahearne Leonard Lewis

Secretarial Sixth: Jacqueline Lowes, VIU Carolyn Cain, VILR

The Ward Prize for Endeavour

UPPER SIXTH PRIZES

.t 1972-73 r e JOY achi evement unless IS

Geoffrey Newson

Maddelena Pettenati

Carole Day

Sandra Matthew

Shelley Hurley

Patricia Edwards

Robert Gibbs

lIS

VUle Saarikoski

Steven Sims

Kevin Harvey

IIW John Tompkins

Steven Murphy

Tony Lock

French German Economics History Geology

Janet Leaves Janet Leaves John Gamble John Arnold Susan Day Wendy Pollock

Seymour Chalk Prize for Modern Languages Miss Bailey's Prize for Latin Mr .Nicholas' Prize for Field Studies

TIIW Lesley Cater Elaine Pontin John Stevens (progress)

IVL June Hampton

Barbara Wilson

Debra Mackenzie

Paul Stannard Dennis Burton Nigel Parker Braham Levy Colin Johannesen Andrew Summerhayes Jack Lowe Jack Lowe Victor Hills

SUBJECT PRIZES Religious Knowledge

Senior Intermediate Junior

Karen Winter, VL Teresa Sims, HIS Debra Vincent, IlM

PhYSical Education

Senior

Rosemary Moran, VILR Ronald Adams, VG Genieve Ali, IIIW Godfrey Matthew, IlIS

IIIS Anthony Purvis

Clive Baugh Teresa Sims Russell Obee (progress)

Biology Chemistry Geography T.D. Mathematics

Junior Music

Senior Junior

John Chappell, VILJ Linda Tuck, IVA

Art

Senior Junior

Sharon Twyman, VG Deborah Goode, IF

Needlework

Junior

Teresa Mussenden, IlF

Cookery

Junior

Shelley Hurley, IW

SPECIAL PRIZES IVS Michael Newman

Keith Bennett

VL Christine Gilbey Helen Beeson Mary Payne Susan Sykes Christine Richardson

Secretarial Sixth: Jacqueline Lowes, VID Carolyn Cain, VILR 12

The Ida Samuel Memorial Prizes: Reading Senior Alexander Gifford, VILJ Junior Shirley Coult, IIIS Essay Senior Susan Day, VID Junior Kim Fisher, IIM The Haugh Prize for Distinction at Ordinary Level Karen Winter, VL Lorraine Sims, VL The John Jacobs Prize for Distinction at Ordinary Level Barry Francis, VS The Christian Keith Scott Prizes for Perseverance and Progress John Arnold, VID John Gamble, VIU The Ward Prize for Endeavour Gary Bronziet, VIU Jacqueline Geogie, VID 13

Prizes for Qualities of Character: The Chairman's P r ize Linda Godwin, VIU The Goode Prize Dennis Burton, VIU The Old Raineians' Prizes f or Service to the School Wendy Pollock, VIU Nigel Parker, VIU The Parents' As sociation P rizes

Beryl Harr ow, VIU Nigel 'Parker, VIU

Grier Memorial Prize for Service to the School Taylor Memorial Prize for Service to the School

Hilary Tear, VIU Colin Johannesen, VID

CERTIFICATES

Associated Board of the Royal Sch Grade V Grade IV Grade IT

The Poetry Society Bible Reading

Intermediate Bronze Medal

Prose Reading Senior Certificate with Merit

University of London Advanced Level:

John Arnold (3) Sylvia Barry (2) Gary Bronziet (3) Dennis Burton

(3) Susan Day (2) Frank Ford (2) John Gamble (3) Jacqueline George (3) Leslie Gibbins (2) Linda Godwin , (3) Beryl Harrow (2) Colin Johannesen (3) Janet Leaves (4) Braham Levy (2) Jack Lowe (4) Sharon Mackenzie (3) Stephen Morgan (3) Nigel Parker (2) Wendy Pollock (3) Una Re id (2) Paul Stanna rd (3) Andre~ Summerhayes (3) E ileen Tabony (3 ) Hilary Tear (3) Paul Warren (3 )

In addition, nine pupils gained one pass. Three of these were pupils

in the Lower Sixth.

Ordinary Level:

Keith Adley (5) Elaine Balkw ill (7) He len Beeson (8) Martyn

Button (7) Stephen BUrton (5) Catherine Carlaw (8) Cheryl Cole

(7) Jacqueline Cole (7) Robert Connolly (5) Colin Croft (7)

Kathleen Crundwell (8) Geoffrey Davis (7) John De'Ath (8)

Raymond Drane (8) Lorraine Ellicott (8) John F order (5)

Barry Francis (8) Christine Gilbey (9) Garry Green(7) Paul

Griffiths (5) Audrey Gr itton (5) Glynis Jenkins (7) Anthony Kay (5)

Cornelius Kelly (5) Gillia n Lamb (9) David Lloyd (6) Gary Lloyd (7)

Lucinda May (7) Anne Medlycott (5) Jean Millgate (7) Barbara Morgan

(5) Mary Payne (8) Deborah Pur ton (7) Janice Rayiru (5) Christine

Richardson (8) Mark Rossi (7) Lorraine Sims (9) Roy Singh (7)

Gary Smith (6) Kim Sparkes (7) Susan Sykes (9) Margaret

Tompkins (5), Kapil Varma (5) Sharon Walsh (8) Brenda Williams

(6) Karen Winter (9).

Seven others from the Fifth Form gained four passes, twelve gained

three passes, nine gained two passes and twelve gained one pass.

Three Sixth formers obtained th r ee passes seven obtained two passes

and fifteen obtained one pass.

Senior Certificate

The Guildhall School of Music and Speech and Drama Grade IV with Merit and IVA w Grade IV and IVa Grade IV Public Speaking Grade IV

Associated Board of the Royal Schools of Music - Pianoforte Linda Godwin, VID Dennis Bur ton, VID "ice t o the School Wendy Pollock, VID Ni gel Parker, VID

John Chappell, VILJ Maria Viggiani, VS Evelyn Ondrasek, IIW Ellen White, IIW

Grade V Grade IV Grade II

Beryl Harrow , VID Nige l 路Parker , VID

, to t he School :e t o t he Sc hool

Hilary T ear, VID Colin Johannesen, VID

The Poetry Society Bible Reading Intermediate Bronze Medal

Paul Smith, IIIW

Prose Reading Senior Certificate with Merit (2) Gary Br onz iet (3) Dennis Burton

Sharon Abel, VILR Donna Mulcock, VILR

Senior Certificate

Christina Pugsley, VILR Lorraine Tovey, VILR

I (2) John Gamble (3) J acque line

, Linda Godwin (3) Beryl Harr ow (2) eaves (4) Br aham Levy (2) Jack Lowe Jhen Mor gan (3) Nige l Parker (2) '2) Paul Stannar d (3) Andrew ony (3 ) Hilary T ear (3) Paul Warren

The Guildhall School of Music and Drama

e pass. Thr ee of these were pupils

Speech and Drama Grade IV with Merit and IV A with Merit Susan Sykes, VL Anne Medlycott, VL Gr.,ade IV and IVa Grade IV Lynn Barrett, VILR

ill (7) Helen Beeson (8) Mart yn

Public Speaking Grade IV

Cat herine Car law (8) Cheryl Cole 't Connolly (5) Colin Cr oft (7) rey Davis (7) John De 'Ath (8) Ellicott (8) John F orde r (5) Gilbey (9) Gar r y Green(7) Paul (5) Glynis J enkins (7) Anthon y Kay (5) amb (9) David Lloyd (6) Gary Lloyd (7) eott (5) Je an Millgate (7) Barbara Morgan Purton (7) Janic e Rayiru (5) Christine 7) Lor raine Sims (9) Roy Singh (7) (7) Susan Sykes (9) Margaret (5) Sharon Walsh (8) Brenda Williams

n gained four pass e s , twelve gained Sses and t welve gained one pa ss.

Rosemary Moran, VILR

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ee passes seven obtained tw o passes 1.

Yet another member of the sixth f 1. L. E. A. Modern Languages Trav

Jack found his time abroad both en The certificates , prizes and trophi were presented on Speech Day. Oct College , by Lady Soper. Lord Sope speech to the assembled Governor

From left to right:- Glenn Cole (Deputy Head Boy), Lynn Ahearne (Head Girl) Stephen Gilbey (Head Boy) Sarah Cooper (Deputy Head Girl) and Brian Parker (Deputy Head Boy)

School News 1972-73 Once again the end of the school year saw a number of staff changes at Raine's: Miss Blake, who was in charge of the Art Department for some years, left to take up a post at Ensham Girls' School, Mr Barnes moved to Fulham School, and Mrs Ward went to teach in Germany. Mr Murphy, Herr Tenhonsel and MIle Sola also left us after a year at the school. Miss Mead, who was married during the summer term, left in order to set up home in the North of England. We extend our congratulations to Miss Mead, and our thanks and good wishes for the future to all these ex- members of staff. Congratulations are also due to Mr and Mrs Crump, who were married at the end of October, to Miss Grundmann, who became Mrs Mars just before Easter, and to Mr Billington, who was married during the summer holiday. Our congratulations and thanks also go to Mrs Creasey on the occasion of her twenty-fifth year at Raine 's. Mrs Rankin was away for a great part of the year suffering from injuries received in a motoring accident. We wish her a speedy recovery. New members of staff, whom we are very pleased to wel足 come, include Mrs Bamford, Mr Blundell, Miss Chojnicka, Mr Coomber, Miss Groner, Mr Nice, Mrs Owen- Conway, Mr Spillett and Miss Webster. 16

A number of other important funct i school year. The Harvest Festival members of the school provided gr people , and the choir sang "The He membrance Day was observed on an impressive rendering of the Lac and wreaths were laid in the prest Body and the O. R. A. One of the m the carol service held in St. Dunsta The candle-light provided an excell to the Christmas readings and the the school choir. The carols were by the large congregation of membe Founde r's Day took place on May 4 during the Easter holiday. During t ed a wreath-laying ceremony at He St George in the East. In the aftern led in St. Dunstan's to listen to the the sermon , preached by Mr A. T. H matics Department at Rain e 's and n Mark and St John, Plymouth. In April, the school was very sad to

Loughborough , an old Raineian who , j guest preacher at our Founder 's Da ~ During the year , sixth formers atten the Royal Institution Lecture and thE on November 6th. The speaker at th Members of the fourth form visited Queen Mary College at the end of th went as far afield as the Lake Distr graphy, Geology , Economics and Bio that region. The Chemistry Departr studies, and a party of Latin student Mr Barnes, visited the site of a Ra n

Visits combining educational and r e by the History and Modern LanguagE were taken to the historic town of C enjoyed a day-trip to Boulogne . Mi~

Yet another member of the sixth form, Jack Lowe, was awarded an 1. L. E. A. Modern Languages Travelling Scholarship. It is hoped that

Jack found his time abroad both enjoyable and beneficial. The certificates, prizes and trophies won during the 1971-2 session were presented on Speech Day, October 19th, 1972 , at Queen Mary College , by Lady Soper. Lord Soper delivered a lively and interesting speech to the assembled Governors, guests, parents, staff and pupils.

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-73 ?ar saw a number of staff changes at large of the Art Department for some ham Girls' School, Mr Barnes moved 'ent to teach in Germany. Mr Murphy, ) left us after a year at the school. g the summer term, left in order and. We extend our congratulations ood wishes for the future to all these ons are also due to Mr and Mrs d of October, to Miss Grundmann, Easter, and to Mr Billington, who liday. Our congratulations and

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or a great part of the year suffering g accident. We wish her a speedy horn we are very pleased to wel undell, Miss Chojnicka, Mr Coomber, onway, Mr Spillett and Miss Webster. 16

A number of other important functions took place in the course of the school year. The Harvest Festival was celebrated in the usual manner; members of the school provided groceries for distribution to local old people, and the choir sang "The Heavens are Telling" by Hadyn. Re membrance Day was observed on Friday, November 10th; the choir gave an impressive rendering of the Lachrymosa from the Mozart Requiem, and wreaths were laid in the presence of members of the Governing Body and the O. R. A. One of the most enjoyable events of the year was the carol service held in St. Dunstan 's on Monday, 18th of December. The candle-light provided an excellent atmosphere in which to listen to the Christmas readings and the many musical items performed by the school choir. The carols were sung with gusto and obvious pleasure by the large congregation of members of the school and their guests. Founder's Day took place on May 4th in lieu of May 1st, which fell during the Easter holiday. During the morning , the first formers attend ed a wreath-laying ceremony at Henry Raine's tomb in the church of St George in the East. In the afternoon, the school once again assemb led in St-. Dunstan's to listen to the Ave Verum, sung by the choir, and the sermon, preached by Mr A. T. Harding, a former Head of the Mathe matics Department at Raine's and now a lecturer at the College of st Mark and St John, Plymouth. In April, the school was very sad to hear of the death of the Revd G. W. Loughborough, an old Raineian who , just a year before, had been the guest preacher at our Founder's Day service.

During the year, sixth formers attended various lectures, including the Royal Institution Lecture and the Annual Ford Lecture to youth on November 6th. The speaker at the latter was Yehudi Menuhin. Members of the fourth form visited the Mathematics Department of Queen Mary College at the end of the summer term. Senior pupils went as far afield as the Lake District to pursue their studies of Geo graphy, Geology, Economics and Biology with particular reference to that region. The Chemistry DepaTtment also undertook out-of-school studies, and a party of Latin students , accompanied by Mr Reffold and Mr Barnes, visited the site of a Roman town at Fishbourne. Visits combining educational and recreational purposes were organised by the History and Modern Languages Departments; first formers were taken to the historic town of Colchester, while the second years enjoyed a day-trip to Boulogne. Miss Jackson led the hardier and more 17

energetic pupils on a walking holiday in Derbyshire ; they were joined there by a group of German students brought over by Mr and Mrs Beck . Two other parties visited Wales in the summer term , while at Christ mas time there was the usual popular skiing holiday in Austria. In the spring , Mr Everton, Mr Barnes and Mr and Mrs Crump accompanied a party of fourth to sixth formers to Rome and Sorrento. The upper and middle school enjoyed visits to the theatre, the ballet and va rious concerts. Drama a lso flourished within the school. School House excelled in the sphere of house dra ma, winning both the junior and senior competitions; this reflected much credit on Linda Godwin , the producer. The standard in the junior section was uneven , some plays being considerably better than others ; in the senior competition the standard, on the whole, did not compare well with last year's pro ductions , but the winning play, "The Sword is Double Edged", by Arthur Swinson, was presented to an audience , along with the Music and Drama Society's production of "Trial by Jury", on December 8th and 9th. The Music and Drama Society also put on a Spring Concert in the school hall, on March 22nd. As well as music and drama, other activities and pastimes occupied pupils ' free time during and after school. Many of the societies founded in last year's extended Thursday lunchtime continued to flourish, and pupils also spent much time raising money for various charities; par ticularly worthy of notice was the sponsored walk in aid of polio vic tims, which raised over £500. The old people's Christmas party and summer outing we re financed by pupils' efforts. The school was also on the receiving end of much generosity. Outstand ing among the gifts received was the mini-bus given by the Parents' Association. We thank them wholeheartedly for all that they have done for the school. Visitors whom the school had the pleasure of entertaining included members of the Inspectorate , a group of sisters tutor , parties offoreign students, ex-members of staff and old pupils. Most welcome to all in the middle of the dreary month of November was the day's holiday, granted to all schools to mark the Silver Wedding Anniversary of the Queen and Prince Philip. While most of us enjoyed a rest, the head boy and head girl went to the Royal Festival Hall to represent the school at a concert and reception attended by H. M. the Queen. M.L.

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The Old Raineians' Association The past year has been very hectic as far as organising functions is concerned, partly because our President, Mrs Margaret Rich, lived in Munich. Nevertheless, all the usual functions were arranged, including reunions, garden parties and the President's Party. One hundred members, young and old, enjoyed the Old Boys' Supper, held at the City Volunteer. Beer and wine flowed freely. Several mem bers claimed to have seen mice running to the tables, collecting scraps and disappearing again. This mayor may not have been due to the in fluence of alcohol! Whatever the reason, it didn't seem to stop anyone drinking! We extend our congratulations to Old Raineians who have graduated this year. These include Samuel Brewer, who gained an upper second in Applied Mathematics at Saint Andrew 's, Peter Press, who also gained an upper second in Mathematics, and Cameron Macphee who gained a lower second in Aeronautical Engineering at Loughborough. The number of younger members has increased recently, and this is a most encouraging trend. I would like to thank members of the sixth form who have readily assisted in the laborious task of addressing mail and folding newsletters. Richard Tillbrook (Hon. Sec.)

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in the sea. There were vi s its to Ely afield as Edinburgh and Paris. We even enjoyed the occasional R. E.le s It was hard to realise, watching this

human and humorous Christian at w as Diocesan Inspector of Religious terbury , but the generations of Raine frequently, too , that of his charming Lodge meetings, Speech Days, plays Raineian, with or without dog-collar. driving his car homewards along the a shock to us all, particularly since Day, when we had cause to remembe from the pulpit just one year before . tatives of Raine's at his funeral inc l the retirement looked forward to by a fellow member of staff, and also 0 first-formers. Yet they were but th r his own church in Ramsgate, and one might have spread over his face as depart almost exhilarated, so lively of the Archdeacon of Canterbury as clearly an unchanging George to all The presenc e of the Mayor and Corp was next in line!) of the scouts and g from Kent schools, of the thirty or hundreds of bereaved parishioners , Loughborough was indeed dear ly love missed. We were very proud to be fe not only learnt 'his duty both to God, into practice in no uncertain way.

More famous Raineians there may have been, but few to equal "Fluff", the Rev. George William Loughborough, A. K. C., L. C. P., in faithfulness. At the School way back in the nineteen-twenties, he surprised his con temporaries by training for the Church of England ministry via King's College, London, spending the next half century or so in parishes in the south and east of England: Ashford, Ely, Sandwich, the City itself, then Canterbury and finally Ramsgate. Yet George never severed his con nection with Raine's, re-appearing in the nineteen-fifties as Head of the R. E. department, in which capacity he endeared himself to hundreds of the youngest Raineians, the first-formers, who, twice annually, paid visits to Sir Roger Manwood's G. S. at Sandwich. They were there os tenSibly to play rugby or cricket, but secretly to enjoy the chance of an introduction to the Archbishop on his home ground at Canterbury, (how George contrived these meetings we have never discovered I) or, better still, depending on one's order of priorities, to take a bathe

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ic as far as organising functions is esident, Mrs Margaret Rich, lived in a l functions were arranged, including President's Party.

old, enjoyed the Old Boys' Supper, and wine flowed freely. Several mem unning to the tables, collecting scraps , or may not have been due to the in reason, it didn't seem to stop anyone

Old Raineians who have graduated Brewer, who gained an upper second mdrew 's, Peter Press, who also natics, and Cameron Macphee who ltical Engineering at Loughborough.

has increased recently, and this is d like to thank members of the sixth n the laborious task of addressing Richard Tillbrook (Hon. Sec .)

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in the sea. There were visits to Ely as well as Canterbury, and as far afield as Edinburgh and Paris. We have also been told that the boys even enjoyed the occasional R. E. lesson! It was hard to realise, watching this seemingly humble yet wonderfully

human and humorous Christian at work, that he had reached the heights as Diocesan Inspector of Religious Education in Ely, London and Can terbury, but the generations of Raineians who enjoyed his company (and frequently, too, that of his charming wife, Hilda) at Old Boys' Suppers, Lodge meetings, Speech Days, plays and concerts knew him as a fellow Raineian, with or without dog-collar. So his sudden passing, while driving his car homewards along the M2 at the end of April, came as a shock to us all, particularly since it happened just before Founder's Day, when we had cause to remember what he had said to the school from the pulpit just one year before. It was fitting that the represen tatives of Raine's at his funeral included a fellow pupil (now enjoying the retirement looked forward to by George at the end of this summer), a fellow member of staff, and also one of his many appreciative ex first-formers. Yet they were but three among hundreds who packed his own church in Ramsgate, and one almost imagined the big grin that might have spread over his face as he watched them arrive sadly but depart almost exhilarated, so lively was the service, so true the words of the Archdeacon of Canterbury as he spoke of George, for he was so clearly an unchanging George to all with whom he came into contact. The presence of the Mayor and Corporation (we learned that George was next in line I) of the scouts and guides, of the many boys and girls from ~ nt schools, of the thirty or more clergymen, not to mention the hundreds of bereaved parishioners, made us realise that the Rev. G. W. Loughborough was indeed dearly loved and would undoubtedly be sadly missed. We were very proud to be fellow Raineians of one who had not only learnt 'his duty both to God and Man', but had put the precept into practice in no uncertain way. W.M.S.

ly have been, but few to equal Fluff ", lrough , A. K. C., L. C. P., in faithfulness. ,eteen-twenties, he surprised his con ; hurch of England ministry via King's et half century or so in parishes in the rd, Ely, Sandwich, the City itself, then . Yet G€orge never severed his con 19 in the nineteen-fifties as Head of pacity he endeared himself to hundreds s t-formers, who, twice annually, paid . S. at Sandwich. They were there os , but secretly to enjoy the chance of ) on his home ground at Canterbury, ~t ings we have never discovered!) s order of priorities, to take a bathe 11

While we are concentrating on the mittee will not consider providing quested. On behalf of the Committee , I shou all members of the staff for their thanks also go to the pupils of the to expend our energies on their b friends for their support. Most of ful help at all our functions.

The new mini-bus presented to the school by the Parents I Association.

The Parents' Association To date, the Parents Association has had another successful year, the highlight of which was the presentation to the School, in October 1972, of a £1,000 donation towards the school's 'mini-bus'. We are very pleased to see that the school has taken delivery of the bus and that it is already being used. Our main objective now is to raise sufficient money to build a garage for this bus. So far, our fund-raising activities have been very good. The Christmas Bazaar and the Summer Fete, held in July 1973, exceeded all expecta tions and the membership of the Association continues to grow. Socially, we held an American Supper in November, when the Christmas draw took place, and in February 1973 we arranged a st. Valentine's Supper Dance. Both these evenings were well supported and much en joyed by those who attended them. Future prospects depend to a great extent on the cost of the garage and the balance of our capital.

Members 0/ the Scout Troop pr August 1972

While we are concentrating on the garage, it does not mean the Com mittee will not consider providing other items of equipment when re quested. On be half of the Committee , I Should like to express sincere thanks to all members of the staff for their tolerance and co-operation. Our thanks also go to the pupils of the school for giving us the inspiration to expe nd our energies on their behalf, and to the pupils r familie s and friends for their support. Most of all , we thank Mr. White for his cheer ful help at all our functions . D. G. Harrison

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Members of the Scout Troop preparing for the day's sail. Holland,

August 1972 (Photo : R . E. Tillbrook)

The School Scout Group People still tend to think that scouts wear big hats and short trousers, and the fact that they never see any boys dressed in this manner leads them to believe that scouting is dead. How wrong they are! We are pleased to say that scouting is not only alive but thriving, es足 pecially at Raine's. The troop is growing rapidly, because we provide endless activities for the boys to take part in. The leaders would like to extend their gratitude to the scouts, without whose interest there could be no Movement, and to the parents and supporters, who have worked so hard to provide funds and facilities. The summer camp was held in Holland and Belgium, where we spent a fortnight sailing on the Dutch canals and meeting old friends in Brus足 sels and The Hague. Our scouts took part in the Towe r Hamlets Carnival, and of course won the District Sports Championship for the second consecutive year. We have now won the Championship eight times. This year saw the formation of the Griffins' Venture Unit, which caters for boys of sixteen to twenty years of age. The first unit camp was held near Abergavenny, in South Wales. Activities included exploring castles, walking in the Brecon Beacons, and the usual football games. Other unit activities have included a demolition and organising activities on H. M. S. Discovery. If anyone knows the whereabouts of a large Union Jack, last seen flying from a tree near Abergavenny, please contact the V.S.L. We suspect that Welsh Nationalists may have removed it!

R. E. Tillbrook, V. S. L. and John Chappell, VI LJ

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land and Belgium, where we spent lals and meeting old friends in BrusHamlets Carnival, and of course hip for the second consecutive year. p eight times.

Griffins 1 Venture Unit, which caters of age. The first unit camp was ,d es . Activities included exploring ~ons , and the usual football games. a demolition and organising activities

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Derbyshire, Sum

Good Causes As usual, the greater part of our energies this year has been devoted to raising funds for the Old People's Christmas Party and excursion to Clacton. Pupils from every form in the school took part in car-washing, shoe-cleaning, cake sales and competitions of all kinds, and I am sure that those who worked so hard will have gained great satisfaction from the enjoyment they gave to their guests. It is relatively easy for us to give money, but much more difficult to sacrifice our time for the good of others. Boys and girls in this school have always been most generous with their leisure time and we are happy to see that there are so many willing to give their help. During the year groups of fourth, fifth and sixth form girls have been visiting geriatric patients in St Andrew's Hospital at Bow. Such an undertaking is not easy, but four fourth formers have been regularly every week, giving much pleasure to those they have visited. In July, groups of fourth and fifth year pupils took part in days of "spon足 sored work", which involved painting and mending toys for a local play group and helping to decorate a Methodist hostel for the deprived. This has been a successful year, and I very much hope that more still can be done to help people in the area who are in need. A.E.J.

We stole across the muddy fields . only by our quickening breath and The thick stench of fear hung in th and white bull observed us with hu it charged! We screamed. Some r nearby wall. Only Mr Beck dared f he yelled, as he attacked the lump rest of us a chance to run for the '" road. A rather dramatic account you ma it not been the calving season. we \\

solute safety. There were. in fact. shire 's wildlife - 'wildlife ' referri there was an incident in which one was being threatened by a short- ha who was flashing his two bob penkn ' whom he was flashing his knife , he boots wiv it. " Our party was led by Miss Jackson son Smith, Anne Simmonds, Susan T Page, Lynn Barrett, Rosemary )'10r Chappell, Terence Chimes, Glenn C and myself.

The Youth Hostels at which we sta y Hartington, Buxton and Castleton. w we soon realised the need for an ec c

Many thanks from us all to Miss Jac with us, and for nursing our blisters My advice to future fifth formers?

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nergies this year has been devoted to Christma s Party and excursion to in the school took part in car-washing, petitions of all kinds , and I am sure 1 have gained great satisfaction from uests. It is relatively easy for us to .It to sacrifice our time for the good .chool have always been most generous happy to see that there are so many

:ifth and sixth form girls have been Idrew's Hospital at Bow. Such an )urth formers have been regularly to those they have visited.

)Tear pupils took part in days of "spon足 lng and mending toys for a local play ethodist hos tel for the deprived.

md I very much hope that more still lrea who are in need. A.E.J.

We stole across the muddy fields, the deathly silence being broken only by our quickening breath and the aggressive snorts of the bulls. The thick stench of fear hung in the humid, mid-afternoon air. A brown and white bull observed us with huge black eyes , as we sidled past. Then it charged! We screamed. Some ran, some froze, some cleared the nearby wall. Only Mr Beck dared face the deadly peril. "Gerroutofit!" he yelled, as he attacked the lump of beef with his stick, thus giving the rest of us a chance to run for the gate and the relative safety of a busy road. A rathe r dramatic account, you may think , but nevertheless true. Had it not been the calving season, we would have been able to pass in ab足 solute safety. There were, in fact, many such incidents involving Derby足 shire's wildlife - 'wildlife' referring not only to animals. For instance, there was an incident in which one of our party seemed to think that he was being threatened by a short-haired, boot-clad youth from Derby , who was flashing his two bob penknife around. When he was asked at whom he was flashing his knife , he replied, "I was only cleaning me boots wiv it." Our party was led by Miss Jackson and Mr Beck, and consisted of Ali足 son Smith , Anne Simmonds , Susan Treadway , Sharon Shack lady , Barbara Page, Lynn Barrett , R os emary Moran, Stephen Gilbey, John 'the hair' Chappell, Terence Chimes, Glenn Cole, Robin Rudwick, Robed Morgan and myself. The Youth Hostels at which we stayed, namely. Bakewell. R ave nstor, Hartington , Buxton a nd Castleton, were ten to fifteen miles apart , and we soon r ealised the ne ed for an economic a lly packed rucksack. Many thanks from us all to Miss Jackson and Mr Beck for putting up with us , and for nursing our blisters and other ailments. My advice to futur e fifth forme rs? A 'holida y' not to be missed - by budding masochists! Brian Parker, VI LJ

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Trial by Jury On Friday, December 8th, the Senior Choir embarked upon its perform ance of the Gilbert and Sullivan one-act operetta, 'Trial by Jury'. By this time, the choir had been rehe arsing for months and members of the cast were already tired of climbing in and out of the cumbersome costumes which we wer e expected to wear in order to make the scenes look as authentic as possible. The dedication of the choir had already been tested to the full when we discovered , much to our alarm , that we were required for rehearsals on Sunday afternoons, but - amidst many grunts and groans - we arrived 'promptly', although some of us had to miss lunch in order to do so! When we finally did get there, we found that most of the rehearsal time was taken up with Miss Jackson's persistent shrieking at the brides maids, 'Can't you look les s like stuffed dummies and more like shy and dainty maidens?' When the night of the first performance arrived, we were all nervous wrecks as a result of Mr Copping's stamping about the stage waving an empty bottle at us, time after time , in the course of the rehearsal of one particular song. There was always the suspicion that he really was going to hit us with it! However, in the end, despite minorsetbacks - such as the broken leg of one of the cast - everything went very well, except for some slight confusion in the last song, which only added to the fun. The choir would like to thank Barbara Page and Nigel Parker, who played Angelina and the Judge, respectively, David Kirby, who, in spite of a degree of immobility, turned up to play Counsel for the Plaintiff, Richard Tillbrook, who played the Usher, and Mr Copping, who took the part of Edwin. We would also like to thank Mrs Chisholm for help ing with the costumes and make-up and Miss Lewis, who acted as pro perties mistress. Brian Parker, Michael Cable and Remo Beschizza, who were in charge of the lighting and the construction of the scenery, also deserve thanks.

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The whole thing was put together by Miss Jackson and Mrs Johnson , who made the performance a memorable occasion for the audience and the cast. Without the kindness of Mr White in letting us use the school hall on Sundays for our rehearsals, the show would not have been as success ful as it was, so it is to him that we say our final thank-you. Gillian Lamb, VS

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ior Choir embarked upon its perfor m ne-act operetta, 'Trial by Jury'. By ~ arsing for months and members of mbing in and out of the cumbersome j to wear in order to make the scenes

lr eady been tested to the full when we lat we were required for rehearsals on nany grunts and groans - we arrived a d to miss lunch in order to do so! found that most of the rehearsal time ; persistent shrieking at the brides tuffed dummies and more like shy and mance arrived, we were all nervous

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'bara Page and Nigel Parker, who s pectively, David Kirby, who, in spite up to play Counsel for the Plaintiff, ~ Usher, and Mr Copping, who took like to thank Mrs Chisholm for help JP and Miss Lewis, who acted as pro Michael Cable and Remo Beschizza, ?; and the construction of the scenery,

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in letting us use the school hall on how would not have been as success we say our final thank-you. Gillian Lamb, VS

"Don't bring a young fellow to sorrow!" Mr Copping pleads Edwin's case before Barbara Page (Angelina), Lorraine Luton, Clynis Jenl<ins and SusanDay (Bridesmaids).

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Skiing, Christmas 1972 If there had not been snow on the ground when we arrived, we might

have believed ourselves to be in Spain. The famous Gasthof Muehleck was no longer the old fashioned, full-of-atmosphere-and-memories Pension it used to be. Instead it was a potentially modern, shower-in every-room, tourist-attracting hotel. I say 'potentially', because it wasn't finished. The state of transition left it looking like a building site. However, unlike the typical British tourist, and, dare I say, Raine ian, we did not grin and bear it; we made the biggest fuss possible. This was unfortunate, because it severely hampered our enjoyment of the first three days. We were our own worst enemies. Miss Jackson and Mr. Billington were marvellous; along with Hans and Fifi (as we called her), they did their best to ease the situation by bringing us tea and miniature Mars bars on the first night. Anyway, it was an experi ence being woken first thing in the morning by big, beefy Austrian work men. The skiing as usual was exhilara ting: the slopes were perfect, and the tuition was excellent. One of the skiing instructors actually asked one of our number to the local 'hop'. Head girls aren't all brains you know! Mr Billington looks far from undignified on his posterior, with his Peter Fonda shades at the end of his nose. He never 'made' the first group, but friendly (?) rivalry between him and Brady Coughlan for 'top man' of the second group was a joy to behold. I think Brady de finitely had the edge. The doctor also did better out of us this year than previously. He had to deal with the following: One One One One

The concert opened with thr ee extra inc luded a solo by Richard Tillbr ook was followed by vivaciou s melodies f Copping vigorously led the chor us in with his solo 'A Wandering minstrel and Christine Davidso n then sang ' The final solo from this show was pe more humane Mikado'. The Hutson Holly Sound ca me on mid assortment of Glenn Miller tunes. the band received a great ovation. rather less effective extracts from , and 'I've got plenty of nuttin!' Next came the Junior Choir with a fe the Senior Choir's extracts fr om "T must surely have been the highlight the girls' chorus with 'Poor wanderi Cole and the bass section with 'V/ hen of 'encore' from an exhilarated au di section received similar treatment a like tread'. All in all, it was a very enjoyable co Jackson , without whom it would never also goes to Mrs Rankin and :YIiss Le' costumes and properties , and, of cour tion.

badly sprained leg in plaster badly sprained leg without plaster broken thumb very bad case of 'flu

Thank goodness for insurance, and thank goodness for Mr. Billington for providing the laughs, and for Miss Jackson for keeping everything ticking over despite numerous difficulties, and for getting us our 'six quid' in refunds. I conclude with the moral that there is meat in spag hetti bolognaise, and holidays are what you make them. Sylvia Barry, VI U

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when we arrived, we might pain. The famous Gasthof Muehleck Ill -of-a tmosphere -and- memories 'as a potentially modern, shower-in :el. I say 'potentially', because it 3ition left it looking like a building 3ritish tourist, and , dare I say, Raine ! made the biggest fuss possible. everely hampered our enjoyment of own worst enemies. Miss Jackson IS; along with Hans and Fifi (as we ease the situation by bringing us tea ,rst night. Anyway, it was an experi ~ rr:orning by big, beefy Austr ian wor k

ing: the slopes were perfect, and the ;kiing instructors actually asked ,p' . Head girls aren't all brains you

gnified on his posterior, with his his nose . He never ' made! the first ween him and Brady Coughlan for ; a joy to behold. I think Brady de ~s

this year than previously. He had

The concert opened with three extracts from "My Fair Lady", which included a solo by Richard Tillbrook - 'With a little bit of luck'. This was followed by vivacious melodies from the Jllllior Choir. Mr Fernley Copping vigorously led the chorus into extra cts from "The Mikado ", with his solo 'A Wandering minstrel I' . Barbara Page, Lorraine Luton and Christine Davidson then sang 'Three Little maids from school'. The final solo from this show was performed by Nigel Parker as 'the more humane Mikado'. The Hutson Holly Sound came on midway through the concert with an assortment of Glenn Miller tunes. These were performed so well that the band received a great ovation. The Senior Choir followed this with rather less effective extracts from "Porgy a nd Bess" - 'Summertime' and 'I've got plenty of nuttin!' Next came the Junior Choir with a few more lively songs, and lastly the Senior Choir's extracts from "The Pirates of Penzance". This must surely have been the highlight of the evening . Barbara Page led the girls' chorus with 'Poor wandering on e t, closely followed by Glenn Cole and the bass sec tion with 'When a felon', which produced shouts of 'e ncore' from an exhilarated audience. Terry Chimes and the tenor section received similar treatment after the ir rendering of 'With cat like tread'. All in all , it was a very enjoyable concert , a nd many thanks go to Miss Jackson., without whom it would never have taken place. Our gratitude also goes to Mrs Rankin and Miss Lewis for their invaluable help with costumes and properties , a nd, of course , to Mr White for his co-opera tion. Brian Parker, VI LJ

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"Dragon" by Tina Sparks , IIF 30

Geography/Geolog~ THE LAKE DlSTRIC T The cry of "Who's going to lend me air of our dormitory as Mr Croom . paste?" he added as we splashed ab When we had dre ssed, we trooped do fast , a fter which we collected our m donned our boots and boarded the co Ennerdale, Borrowdale, Shap Fell , C and Ambleside during our six days 0 rious times carried out in torrential a blazing sun. During these days we made field ske elusive fossils, conducted a sphere足 farm survey around our ho s tel at Ke of Ambleside and visited an enginee It was also during tho se six days tha

voice as he borrowed our food, drink again! At the end of a day in th e field, we w F e llowship Hostel ravenous, only to dinner. After this 'satisfying and de our field notes and th en dash down t chips and a couple of pints, just to c l The gratitude of the Geographers , Ge are extended to Mr Croom , Mrs Crun Bob Loveridge and our coach drivtr. work.

FOOTNOTE: Special thanks to eVtryc Naylor!

Geography/Geology Field Course 1973 THE LAKE DISTRICT The cry of "Who's going to lend me some soap?" rang through the cold air of our dormitory as Mr Croom woke. "Can you lend me some tooth足 paste?" he added as we splashed about in the washroom.

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only before twelve. It was 11. 50 am. at the time!

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ramble down to the beach, with the sun glistening on the waters of the

bay and the grass breaking the otherwise evenness of the sands . That

day was indeed pleasant. It was almost evening as we plunged into the welcoming waters. While we took our fr ozen , weak bodies from the ice-cold medium a nd lay in the sunshine , shivering , Miss Naylor had

the misfortune to be tossed , fully-clothed into the cold sea!

Sometime during the holiday we paid a visit to Miss Lewis at her home in Glanaman. It was a great place, or rather it would have been a great place if the doorway between the kitchen and dining room had not been

made for four foot tall Welshmen (and women) .

We explored a few caves , visited a few more pubs and I misnavigated a few more times. How could I ever forget? Those sharing in such a glorious and happy party were Miss Naylor , Miss Linnett, Miss Jackson , R . E. Tillbrook , Rosemary Moran , Robin Rudwick, Brian Parker , Robert Morgan and myself. Glenn Cole , VILJ

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Rome and Sorrento We came, we saw, we conquered .... broke (that includes all members of our beloved leader , Mr. Barnes ). Our first abode was the ancient city it wasn't only the city which was anc unmentionable 'first impressions' , R column moved off to explore the city tinuaUy plagued by 'foreign bodies ', their women! I ! A train ride took us to the 'beautiful! a potential Mark Spitz braved neithe We left Rome with mixed feeling and night. "Take the bags upstairs, James!" W hotel, with several waiters, "Okay, which way's the beach? Look I must say the natives (still wearing

have agreed with the idea of "Mad d a troop of half-naked, white, scrawny pied the beach - for the whole day! Another adventure on the Italian Expt was left of it (sorry). There, 'the old declared supreme car-pushing chamf his supremacy was strongly contestee

Towards the end of the holiday the ho melodies, in particular "Come back te our sentiments entirely.

We should like to thank Mr and Mrs I Mr and Mrs Everton for making our 1 and memorable one.

Helen B eeson , Christine Gilbey, Mary Payne and Lorraine Sims enjoy the sunshin e in Sorrento. 36

Rome and Sorrento, Easter 1973 We came, we saw, we conquered...... and what we didn't conquer we broke (that includes all members of staff without special reference to our beloved leader, Mr. Barnes). Our first abode was the ancient city itself - Rome - and believe me , it wasn't only the city which was ancient! After recovering from many

unmentionable 'first impressions', Raineians besieged Rome, and the column moved off to explore the city. Needless to say, we were con足 tinually plagued by 'foreign bodies', but our men fought bravely for their women! I ! A train ride took us to the 'beautiful' seaside resort of Ostia, but many a potential Mark Spitz braved neither the weather nor the viewers. We left Rome with mixed feeling and we secretly invaded Sorrento by night. "Take the bags upstairs, James! hotel, with several waiters.

We found ourselves in a first class

"Okay, which way's the beach? Look out, sun, here we come!" I must say the natives (still wearing their winter coats) must definitely have agreed with the idea of "Mad dogs and Englishmen...... tI when a troop of half-naked, white, scrawny English kids penetrated and occu足 pied the beach - for the whole day! Another adventure on the Italian Express took us to Pompeii - or what was left of it (sorry). There, 'the old man of the party' (Mr E.) was declared supreme car-pushing champion, just ahead of Clive, although his supremacy was strongly contested by the hotelier's daughter, Maria Towards the end of the holiday the hotel was filled with familiar Italian melodies, in particular "Come back to Sorrento" - which summed up our sentiments entirely. We should like to thank Mr and Mrs Barnes, Mr and Mrs Crump, and Mr and Mrs Everton for making our Easter holiday such a pleasant and memorable one. Linda Godwin, VIU

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Youth Hostelling Trip to

Derbyshire, July 1973

The trip began at St. Pancras station on the morning of the 4th July . Everyone was bundled into an express going 110rth and then a bus to Ashbourne. After we had looked around the town, the real fun started with a climb up a hill for which we needed pick-axes , but with which, unfortunately. we were not supplied. However, we bravely surmounted this first obstacle , and five miles and many tired feet later we arrived at a castle (Ham Hall) , where we were to stay. Set in extensive grounds, with a games room , T. V. room and quiet room , it was furnished with plenty to amuse us , including, on the second evening , a rather boisterous game of German-style handball, the rules of which had been somewhat distorted by Mr Beck. The second day was devoted to struggling up Thorpe Cloud (942 feetof sheer agony), taking a dip in the ice-cold river (only the brave ones), sunburn and antiseptic for blisters . The next day we went to Hartington , where fate decided to damper our spirits - literally. The skies just opened and let us ha ve it. We stopped, appropriately. at Wetton Mill for lunch: soggy sardine sandwiches and melted chocolate biscuits lovely (if you like that sort of thing). The afternoon was spent squelch ing up muddy hills. wading through wet , waist-high grass. scrambling over wet dry-stone walls and losing boots in red plastic bags. This was the group which went the quick way and arrived in Hartington at five o'clock, to find that the rest of us had arrived an hour earlier and were enjoying scones and hot tea in an "aide Worlde Teashoppe ". After a sociable evening (spent by some at the local inn) and a good night's rest in the Tudor Mansion , we had a reasonably peaceful day, the highlights being Kathleen falling into the nettles and a bit of ex ploring by Lorraine , Christine and Lutz, resulting in their getting stuck on the opposite river bank. The next two days were spent tramping miles over hill and dale with rucksacks . and were interspersed with amusing incide nts (such as Reiner putting his foot through the ceiling) and viewing the loca I sights (the well-dressing at Bakewell). On Monday Miss Jackson took leave of us (sensible lady) so she could go mountain-climbing in Wales. How ever, we still managed to reach Hathersage all in one piece , and. both there and at Bakewell, we were blessed with the good fortune not to have to cook supper and breakfast for thirty-three people (making thirty-three pieces of toast on one grill is not terribly easy), as had been our lot previously. On the last day . as it was decided that the walk to Sheffield was too far and that the Germans needed to conserve their energy for their Sightseeing tour of London . we caught a train at Hathersage for Shef field, then an express to London. where . with sad and. in some cases , 38

tearful goodbyes , we dispersed. lef[ souvenirs of our hectic , but marve ll We should all like to thank Miss Jac enjoyable experience. and also Mr a such a lively , sociable crowd and fo our German! By the way, we did learn three more mutsung - pollution, Versteinerung not suitable for printing in a school

North Wales, 1973 We arrived at Corris at 7.00 p. m. 0 which was trouble-free apart from t to be a Kamakazi pilot!) The follow ' ties, such as fencing, hiking, sewing cum powder fights. On Thursday we started on a short a disused slate quarry, where we ca (the authors) would like to thank the enemies when we attacked the slate we have brought up the subject! ) wo Savoy, but apart from that, the rest 0

On the re turn journey, Pete demonstJ down on numerous occasions. For fe attacked by flies, and Clive suffered he failed to kill as many as the rec o Warden. On Friday we ' met 'dad', tI Chappell at Mc . Clunk-Click, a loca the rock-climbing at Towyn, and on National Park.

Our thanks to Steve for following in the swear box, to Micky for the use ( for his constant humour, to Keith an( Finally, a serious thank-you to _VIis s for making the holiday successful. \ next year. (Hint!)

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Trip to 1973

.tion on the morning of the 4th July. press going north and then a bus to around the town, the real fun started we needed pick-axes, but with which, led. However , we bravely surmounted 5 and many tired feet later we arrived e were to stay. Set in extensive grounds, nd quiet room, it was furnished with the second evening , a rather boisterous the rule s of which had been somewhat

:truggling up Thorpe Cloud (942 feet of ice-cold river (only the brave ones), :r s. The next day we went to Hartington, Ir spirits - literally. The skies just opped. appropriately. at Wetton Mill :hes and melted chocolate biscuits ing ). The afternoon was spent squelch gh wet. waist-high grass. scrambling 5ing boots in red plastic bags. This was ,ay and arrived in Hartington at five s had arrived an hour earlier and were 1 "Olde Worlde Teashoppe".

)y some at the local inn) and a good m. we had a reasonably peaceful day, ling into the nettles and a bit of ex nd Lutz. resulting in their getting stuck

am ping miles over hill and dale with !d with amusing incidents (such as he ceiling) and viewing the local sights On Monday Miss Jackson took leave d go mountain-climbing in Wales . How Hathersage all in one piece . and . both )lessed with the good fortune not to st for thirty- three people (making ne grill is not terribly easy), as had d that the walk to Sheffield was too

tearful goodbyes, we dispersed, left only with sunburn and blisters as souvenirs of our hectic, but marvellous week in Derbyshire, We should all like to thank Miss Jackson and Mr Barnes for a most enjoyable experience, and also Mr and Mrs Beck for bringing over such a lively, sociable crowd and for giving us a chance to practise our German! By the way, we did learn three more German words - Umweltversch mutsung - pollution, Versteinerung - fossil, and one other . which is not suitable for printing in a school magazine. Mary Payne Valerie Preston Lorraine Sims, VL

North Wales, 1973 We arrived at Corris at 7.00 p. m. on a July evening, after a journey which was trouble-free apart from the driving (the driver was training to be a Kamakazi pilot!) The following few days brought various activi ties, such as fenCing, hiking, sewing up pyjama bottoms, pillow and tal cum powder fights. On Thursday we started on a short walk of twelve and a half miles to a disused slate quarry, where we camped for the night. Tony and Jim (the authors) would like to thank the sheep at the quarry for acting as enemies when we attacked the slate strongholds. The camp food (since we have brought up the subjectl) would not have been served in the Savoy, but apart from that, the rest of the camp went down well. On the return journey, Pete demonstrated his skiing talents by slipping down on numerous occasions. For four miles the group was constantly attacked by flies, and Clive suffered numerous bites in most places, as he failed to kill as many as the record seventy, killed by Jack, the Warden. On Friday we met 'dad', Mr Tillbrook, and 'cousin' John Chappell at Mc. Clunk-Click, a local town. On Saturday we enjoyed the rock-climbing at Towyn, and on Sunday we toured the Snowdonia National Park. Our thanks to Steve for following in his brother's footsteps and filling the swear box, to Micky for the use of the school cine camera, to Larry for his constant humour, to Keith and Clive for their flash pictures. Finally, a serious thank-you to Miss Jackson, Mr Tillbrook and Jack for making the holiday successful. We are looking forward to returning next year. (Hint!) Also we thank the office for the sweets!

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Kapil Varma, VA Anthony Mole, VS

The Life and Times of the

Secretarial Sixth, 1972-1973

The Secretarial Course this year has been most interesting and some足 times extremely amusing.

The Queen's Anni In November, Hilary and I were inv ception held at the Royal Festival anniversary of the Queen and Princ two-thousand representatives of th schools.

We have been on many varied and worthwhile outings and visits includ足 ing tours of the Bank of England, the National Westminster Bank, the Stock Exchange, the Guildhall Museums, the Mansion House, the City Business Library, County Hall and the Fawcett Society.

After arriving in the impressive m the Queen, who was a little late, and while the Queen and Prince Philip s

I think that I speak for all of us when I say that the visit we enjoyed the most was the one we paid to a fashion show at Wetherall's, although it started off as a gloomy day, which gradually progressed to being dreary and rainy. Wetherall's is a rather nice fashion house in Regent Street. Although most of the fashions were more for the 'mature youngster', there were a few styles that were suitable for us, including the Wetherall winner, a reversible hat.

There was a short orchestral conc After this, we were a little confuse headed for the refreshments, only t there, as most people were crowdin when the Queen and the Duke walke way through to the second row fro of us were spoken to by the Queen were not, but we did hear what they

After th.e show was over, we were taken to have a look at all the styles of clothmg once more, and then, much to our surprise and great delight, we were all served a large glass of wine. When we finally made our unsteady exit, we were all rather light-headed, and were quite ashamed of ourselves for not having bought anything, but we all agreed that it had been a thoroughly enjoyable morning.

The Queen was presented with a ta then departed, leaving us to the refr apart from the tea, which was 'stew

After we had lunched, we went back to Miss Hoskins' flat in the Barbi足 can. We were soon joined by Miss Stella Fisher, from the employment agency of the same name, and we had a discussion about future careers. Later, we had a cup of tea and some cakes, and we went home feeling pleased with our day's outing. We all agree that this year has been one of the most enjoyable years of our school life. Donna Mulcock, VILR

Autumn

Loneliness Is that someone I see there?

No it's just a figment of imagination;

I'm the only person here.

Keith Foord, IF 40

A weak sun shines fr o Leaves rustle underfo The red and golden ca To winter, which cann Now Autumn 's here, V. Today I'll just make \J To watch and marvel Of God's creation, dre

s of the 1972-1973 has been most interesting and some-

The Queen's Anniversary Celebrations In November, Hilary and I were invited to represent Raine's at a re足 ception held at the Royal Festival Hall, to mark the twenty-fifth wedding anniversary of the Queen and Prince Philip. The hall was packed with two-thousand representatives of the various professions and of London schools.

worthwhile outings and visits includ足 :he National Westminster Bank, the eums, the Mansion House, the City I the Fawcett Society.

After arriving in the impressive main hall, we awaited the arrival of the Queen, who was a little late, and then we took our seats below, while the Queen and Prince Philip sat in the usual Royal Box.

hen I say that the visit we enjoyed fashion show at Wetherall 's, although .ch gradually progressed to being a rather nice fashion house in Regent Ions were more for the 'mature es that were suitable for us, including .e hat.

There was a short orchestral concert, with singing by a large choir. After this, we were a little confused about the arrangements, so we headed for the refreshments, only to find ourselves virtually alone there, as most people were crowding the foyer, in order to be there when the Queen and the Duke walked past. We managed to worm our way through to the second row from the front. Those directly infront of us were spoken to by the Queen and the Duke. Unfortunately, we were not, but we did hear what they both said.

taken to have a look at all the styles uch to our surprise and great delight, )f wine. When we finally made our i ght-headed, and were quite ashamed anything, but we all agreed that it orning.

The Queen was presented with a tapestry depicting the South Bank, and then departed, leaving us to the refreshments, which were delicious, apart from the tea, which was 'stewed' by then! Colin Johannesen, VI U

k to Miss Hoskins' flat in the Barbi足 Stella Fisher, from the employment lad a discussion about future careers. le cakes, and we went home feeling

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Autumn

I see there? :ment of imagination; son here. Keith Foord, IF 40

A weak sun shines from a pale blue sky;

Leaves rustle underfoot as I pass by.

The red and golden carpet points the way

To winter, which cannot be far away.

Now Autumn's here, Winter's close behind.

Today I'll just make up my mind

To watch and marvel at the sight

Of God's creation, dressed in colours bright.

Teresa O'Cavanagh,lW 41

The Drug-Addict The drug-addict walks the streets alone in a world far from ours of fantasies 足 some good, some bad. Strange people, strange sounds, what do they mean? What's running towards him? a cat? - he sees a lion; he grabs at the wall, as the small har mless creature slips by. A frightened scream, sweat pouring, out of breath, quickly 足 run! Find the way home, another 'fix'. spinning, everything spinning; home , quick upstairs! At last, (oh no!) none left; don't use that 足 too dangerous. Got to,

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"Grief" by Mary Twohig, [VG

Destiny

The Count

I heard the cry of dark despair

As death's mist swirled over the devastated wastes,

Enveloping , choking,

Its bloodstained hands clasped tightly round the throats of the innocent , As life escaped in one breath ,

One fatal gasp. I heard thunder, saw the writhing purple cloud,

Magnificent, brilliant, its lustre unsurpassed.

Living in the cou In my quaint littl Is so peaceful, ye A paradise of its

As silence drowned the screams

I cried.

My tears gleamed in the sunlight,

Tiny silver jewels,

Pools of silver mingling with the warm red fluid

Oozing from the bodies of friend and foe ,

United in that golde n slumber ,

That blessed serenity.

The instruments of death lay discarded, forsaken;

Broken, twisted, like the bodies of their victims.

No confusion, no illusion as the fire consumed

The land.

I heard the cry of dark despair;

The weeping of tortured souls, crippled minds,

As eternal tears gently washed away the debris,

Bathed the bodies of the innocent ,

Soothed their wounds,

Comforting the warped, twisted frames.

"Thou shalt not kill! Cried the weeping wind bitterly,

As it gently stirred over this wilderness

Of destruction.

The yelps of the In the closing hou The stars at thei When the sun is s The brook in the Where the owls p Is a handful of je Where the ripple s Yes, the country, Is England 's grea Where man and al Walk safely side

When I Was

As dust descended

Stars were dimmed with tears, shed for

Their sister long-lost,

And as the laurel wreath was laid,

Darkness merged with dust.

The cry of dark despair grew dim,

As love's broken spirit

Stumbled back to weep among the clouds.

Karen Winter, VL

Fairy-tale trees shel That reminded me of Buds opened for the j Like new born babie ~ And the aroma of fIo' Clusters of milky wh Were embedded in gI And silver dew dropE In the ear ly morning Richly coloured buttE About the countrysidl And shimmering fis h Unpolluted waters , While candy-floss cll Peacefully over my t

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The Countryside devastated wastes, ~htly

round the throats of the innocent,

Living in the country

In my quaint little home

Is so peaceful, yet exciting 足 A paradise of its own.

The yelps of the foxes,

In the closing hours of dusk;

The stars at their youngest,

When the sun is setting - just.

purple cloud, msurpassed.

warm red fluid and foe,

carded, forsaken;

The brook in the meadow

Where the owls prey at night

Is a handful of jewels

Where the ripples break the light.

Yes, the country, when respected,

Is England's greatest pride,

Where man and all God's creatures

Walk safely side by side.

Deborah Goode, iF

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Fairy-tale trees shed pink blossom

That reminded me of strawberry ice-cream;

Buds opened for the first time

Like new born babies' eyes,

And the aroma of flowers filled the air.

Clusters of milky white daisies

Were embedded in green velvet grass,

And silver dew drops glistened

In the early morning sun.

Richly coloured butterflies fluttered

About the countryside,

And shimmering fish glided through

Unpolluted waters,

While candy-floss clouds floated

Peacefully over my head.

Jacqueline Surridge, IIF

Up in a Tree A branch fell to the ground; The leaves sailed through the wind To lie beside it. The birds came to peer at me; So too did the huge white clouds. 1 stared back. The wind rushed through the trees, Blowing the last leaves from the branches Stripping the tree bare. 1 looked down to the ground; 1 thought to myself, 'I must climb down Down to reality.'

John Tompkins, IlW

Four Little Tigers Four little tigers,

Sitting in the tree;

One became a lady's coat

Now there's only three.

Three little tigers,

Beneath a sky of blue;

One became a rich man's rug

Now there's only two.

Two little tigers,

Sleeping in the sun;

One a hunter' s trophy made Now there's only one.

One little tiger,

Waiting to be had;

Oops I he's got the hunter first

Ain't you kind of glad?

John Finn,IVS 46

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"Clown" by Nicholas Warren , 47

A Day's Fishing The pool is clear and shallow; the boy looks at the surface, with wrinkled nose. The sun is reflecting brightly on the water with terrible white brightness surrounded by blue sky. 'The pool is a world with a sky,' thinks the boy. 'On a day like this the water will be cool to my feet, but Mother told me not to get wet. It is Sunday.' He looks down regretfully into the transparent world so cool and unat足 tainable. The chemical itself is unattainable; the world within this chemical world is, too. The boy disturbs the surface of the sky; with one flick of his rod, the line lands noisily and cuts the sky into circles within circles. A ripple knocks the pool's edge and rebounds and the sky is cut up again. He stands astride the edge of the world, eagerly watching the disturbances and resolutely gripping his futile contact with the world. His face is set towards the small hole that his line makes in the surface. The re足 flection of the sky mars his view of what is happening beneath the sur足 face; his hook descends into the world from its sky. The boy is glad he is not a fish. 'Fish are silly,' he thinks,' so easily caught by a juicy worm on the end of my rod, my intrusion into their world; so easily tempted by a favourable situation that leads them to death. Why can't they stick to the things they know and can be sure of. .. but that is, well, boring. I wonder if I could be caught like that... I' Suddenly the ripple begins again, the boy fumbles feverishly with his line and jerks out. .. nothing. 'A false alarm, ' he thinks, letting the line smack into the sky again. He holds the line more casually with one hand, and lets the rod slope. The other hand he puts on his hip. 'I shall surprise the fish,' he says. His eyes fix on a distant tree but slowly wander back to his precious link with the denizens of the deep. He knows that they dart and dip below: those silvery herring shoals swimming all in one direction and looking like grass blowing in the strong prevailing wind, the puffy-eyed cod, the halibut and mackerel, the brown spiney shrimps that pull themselves to and fro, and the whales. His eyes shine at the thought of whales. He never couldima足 gine the achievement of catching a whale. The surface is still and the sky looks at itself in the mirror. The boy leans over and sees his face in the sky. Then he realises his rod is sloping too far, and stands up quickly. He does not, however, see any fish beneath the sky to which he is just so close. He thinks about this, then recasts his line. 'Fish will not come so near to the edge,' he reasons. 'They will not tempt fate so much - only baby fish may do this. I used to anyway,' he thinks, remembering the time when he put his hand near the dog's mouth; he also remembers that the dog took no action - and wanders why. 'Still,' he muses, 'I would not catch a baby fish.' 48

The sun has moved round, and his w and swings it to the side. The wor looks into the sky at the watery wor as evil as his own sky above. Close feel the herring tickle his nose and 'Stephen! Stephen! What did I tell y He jerks up at the sound of his mo over the pail and watches the water

The Balance

Nature has a symm e' In this and other cou Other huntsmen, othe Persecute the fleein! And lemmings make And meet their deatiJ While man with all h Starts breeding mort So cities grow and to Around the forest, ac And slowly man eats Till war at last shall And then he'll fall uI And raise his eyes u With piercing cries, He'll ask for help fr' And He will scorn th And look upon the w~ And see the sun go c With sobs of grief al

Geor!

~ boy looks at the surface, with wrinkled Itly on the water with terrible white :y. 'The pool is a world with a sky, ' ls the water will be cool to my feet, t. It is Sunday.'

transparent world so cool and unat unattainable; the world within this

The sun has moved round, and his wrist is tired. He pulls up his line and swings it to the side. The worm had gone from the hook. The boy looks into the sky at the watery world which is beginning to darken, as evil as his own sky above. Closer and closer he leans until he can feel the herring tickle his nose and the whale pull his hair and... 'Stephen I Stephen! What did I tell you?' He jerks up at the sound of his mother's voice and accidentally kicks over the pail and watches the water and his dreams flow away. Susan Day, VIU

he sky; with one flick of his rod, the y into circles within circles. A ripple nds and the sky is cut up again. He r Id, eagerly watching the disturbances contact with the world. His face is i s line makes in the surface. The re of what is happening beneath the sur ,orld from its sky. The boy is glad he thinks,' so easily caught by ajuicy ltrusion into their world; so easily . that leads them to death. Why can't . and can be sure of. .. but that is, well, Jght like that. .. !' the boy fumbles feverishly with his false alarm, ' he thinks, letting the e holds the line more casually with The other hand he puts on his hip. 7S. His eyes fix on a distant tree but us link with the denizens of the deep. pelow: those silvery herring shoals Id looking like grass blowing in the eyed cod , the halibut and mackerel,

ll themselves to and fro, and the

ught of whales. He never could ima

ra whale. ooks at itself in the mirror. The boy e sky. Then he realises his rod is ckly. He does not, however, see any fish M so close. He thinks about this, then ome so near to the edge,' he reasons. - only baby fish may do this. I used

ng the time when he put his hand near

rs that the dog took no action - and

I would not catch a baby fish.'

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The Balance Nature has a symmetry which abounds In this and other countries, where Other huntsmen, other hounds, Persecute the fleeing hare; And lemmings make their pilgrimage And meet their deaths at shore, While man with all his sacrilege Starts breeding more and more. So cities grow and towns expand Around the forest, across the plain, And slowly man eats up the land, Till war at last shall come again, And then he'll fall upon his knees, And raise his eyes towards the sky, With piercing cries, pathetic pleas, He'll ask for help from G od on high And He will scorn the mortal fool, And look upon the wastes of earth And see the sun go out and cool, With sobs of grief and tears of mirth. George Bellamy, VI LJ

Daybreak It's four o'clock in the morning;

Ther e 's not a star in the sky.

The bright new day is dawnmg;

The night has just passed by.

I seem to be all alone 足 There is no one about but me.

In the distance I hear a moan,

Perhaps from an owl in a tree.

People are getting up now;

At last the day has begun.

The wo揃rld has changed so much

Since the rising of the sun.

Shelley Hurley, IW

The Eagle Powerful talons Swooping from great Preying on small def Tearing them apart w A symbol of leadersh A symbol of nobility, A symbol of power, A symbol of Rome, It glides majestically And then falls like a The Bald Eagle , Emblem of America; The Golden Eagle , The Mongolians' hun t' The Bateleur Eagle, An acrobatic flier; The Harpy Eagle, The most powerful. This is the Eag le, Ki

Beggars Can't Be Ct

"Oh look! What a simply adorable pu "It indeed! I'm not an it, I am a :size; clean bitch! "

Paradise

"It's a Pekinese, isn't it? I must ha\

There's a far-off land Where life is grand, With money trees And honey without bees. There's knickerbockerglories Reaching up four storeys. There's a lake of shandy And another full of brandy. There's a mountain of ice, And a volcano full of rice, And a hill of beef 足 And I'm the chief I A stream of candyfloss 足 And I'm the boss I Nicholas Beeson, IF 50

"I must have it!' Huh, she can 't e\"e n and a Peke! I'm a Yorkshire Terriel in! What's this? She's bought me; Is Help!"

I was picked up gently but firmly anc small yellow plastic lead with a colI.: put into the back of a small car. }.iIy started it up. I had seen these cars! had never ridden in one before. I die bumpy road. It wasn't natural, going No, I didn't like it. The window was , We stopped at a little man with a hat a coat of black and white. I jumped ( The cars moved off, I was still barki

eak

'clock in the morning; )t a star in the sky. new day is dawmng; la s just passed by. be all alone 足 o one about but me. lnce I hear a moan, 'om an owl in a tree. ! getting up now; day has begun. has changed so much 'ising of the sun. SlvcllQY Hurley, I\V

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The Eagle Powerful talons Swooping from great heights, Preying on small defenceless animals, Tearing them apart with vicious tenacity. A symbol of leadership, A symbol of nobility, A symbol of power, A symbol of Rome, It glides majestically through the air And then falls like a stone on its prey. The Bald Eagle , Emblem of America; The Golden Eagle, The Mongolians' hunting bird; The Bateleur Eagle, An acrobatic flier; The Harpy Eagle, The most powerful. This is the Eagle, King of the Birds. Kevan Gill, lIF

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Beggars Can't Be Choosers "Oh look 1 What a simply adorable pup, I must have it!" "It indeedl I'm not an it, I am a she; any fool can see that. I'm a good clean bitch l"

'se

"It's a Pekinese, isn't it? I must have it."

far-off land is grand, y tr ees without bees. ickerbockerglories p four storeys.

lake of shandy

r full of brandy.

mountain of ice ,

ano full of rice,

of beef-

e chief!

f candyfloss 足 e boss! Nicholas Beeson, IF 50

"I must have it!' Huh, she can't even tell the difference between me and a Peke! I'm a Yorkshire Terrier. Oh dear, she's coming; she's in! What's this? She's bought me; I shall have to leave my friends. Help!" I was picked up gently but firmly and taken outside on the end of a small yellow plastic lead with a collar that didn't fit properly. I was put into the back of a small car. My mistress sat in the front and started it up. I had seen these cars from the pet shop window, but I had never ridden in one before. I didn't like it, jiggling about on a stony, bumpy road. It wasn't natural, going along the road faster than a whippet. No, I didn't like it. The window was open and I put my forefeet onto it. We stopped at a little man with a hat made of red, yellow and green and a coat of black and white . I jumped out and ran up to him, barking loudly. The cars moved off, I was still barking at the black and white man 51

when I heard a muffled laugh just behind me. I turned, there standing in front of me was a large black Dobermann Pinscher, "What's the matter old boy?" he said. "Oh, I'm sorry, Madam I" I blushed. "Nothing, I'm just barking at this silly man I" "No, No, No, that's not a man. That's a set of traffic lights," he went on to explain. I told him how I had been sold to a stupid lady who called me a Peke. "Tut,tutl" said the Dobermann Pinscher. "By the waY,I'm Ted;I ran away from my master because he didn't treat me properly. 11

"Where can we go? 11 I asked. "l know a nice little place, just down the road, I'll take you there. What's your name?" "l don't have one." "I'll call you Lady, because that's what you are I" We walked, or rather Ted walked and I ran, together down a series of dog-walked alleys, filled with gnarled and chewed Tom-cats. We finally reached a stall of fruit and vegetables. When the stallholder wasn't looking Ted jumped up and seized an apple. He ran off with it, I went after him; we found an old back alley and settled down in an old warehouse to eat. This we were busily doing when a siren sounded very loudly, close by. Ted bolted. I sat there dumbfounded. A man with a very wicked eye stood at the doorway. Over his back was slung a large net; he came forward; he lunged at me and missed. I ran blindly onward, but I was cornered. The man got me by the scruff of my neck and I whined loudly. It hurt! He bundled me into a van with many other dogs who explained that we were on the way to the local dog pound. When we got there I was shut up in a small wire-mesh cage with a bowl of stale dog food. I didn't have to wait there too long though, for my 'beloved' mistress came and paid the horrid man to let me out, and we drove away in that lovely car, in my beautifully fitting collar, along that very smooth road we had come along this morning. Today, I learnt something very special indeed, namely that beggars can't be choosers. Kim Fisher, IIM

After A Nuclear Wake up Sweet Earth, Your Day of Judgement i In time your body will re The fullness and beauty 0 Till then be patient and m Forgiving us lesser being Sens eless, insatiable thir Such magnanimity shall s For Mankind, so bent on 5 Overlooked the fact that y Sweet Earth , would not go Wake up Sweet Earth, Lift your spirit from the From the wretched wreck And unite with Man to rec The world , a Utopia for fu A monument to that which Now you may begin your And out of this futile, call Some benefit must be deri Sweet Earth, the Brotherh

Swans

Up and down th Flying high or Swans look reg No matter whe There is but 0 1 For when they They do not 10 ' They do not 101

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behind me. I turned, there standing Dobermann Pinscher,

After A Nuclear War .....

said.

Wake up Sweet Earth,

Your Day of Judgement is yet to come.

In time your body will recover

The fullness and beauty of its youth;

Till then be patient and munificent,

Forgiving us lesser beings for our

Senseless, insatiable thirst for mutilation and murder.

Such magnanimity shall surely be rewarded;

For Mankind, so bent on self-destruction,

Overlooked the fact that you,

Sweet Earth, would not go unscathed.

~d.

"Nothing, I'm just barking at this

at's a set of traffic lights," he went id been sold to a stupid lady who called

'inscher. "By the way,I'm Ted;I ran ~ didn't treat me properly. 11

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the road, I'll take you there. What's

; what you are! "

Iand I ran, together

down a series of trIed and chewed Tom-cats. We ~ vegetables. When the stallholder ! seized an apple. He ran off with it, ack alley and settled down in an old usily doing when a siren sounded I sat there dumbfounded. A man doorway. Over his back was slung unged at me and missed. I ran blindly an got me by the scruff of my neck undled me into a van with many other n the way to the local dog pound. a small wire-mesh cage with a

,ve to wait there too long though, for

paid the horrid man to let me out,

ar, in my beautifully fitting collar,

ad come along this morning. Today,

deed, namely that beggars can't be

Kim Fisher, IIM

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Wake up Sweet Earth,

Lift your spirit from the depths of suffering,

From the wretched wreck you have become,

And unite with Man to recreate

The world, a Utopia for future generations,

A monument to that which once you were.

Now you may begin your life anew;

And out of this futile, callous war

Some benefit must be derived: perhaps,

Sweet Earth, the Brotherhood of surviving' Man.

Lorraine Sims, VL

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Swans Up and down the stream, Flying high or low, Swans look regal and graceful No matter where they go. There is but one exception, For when they are on land, They do not look so graceful, They do not look so grand. Shelley Hurley, lW

In The Park

I was waiting for the bus. Seeing Ol of the street, I crossed over and fo l I couldn't see him any more, and, a ~ apple from one of the trees and war park-keeper sweeping up the leave ~ a bonfire.

When I reached the playground, I sa swings. She was wearing her nurs e rollers in her hair .

"Will you give me a push?" she asl I obliged and then wandered away fJ fish-pond. My six year-old brother his feet and fishing-hook in the wat "Caught much?" I asked.

"Only a few trout and a couple of 51

"Never mind. You've got another h

Then I saw my boss sitting on one c

"Ah, good morning!" he said, as 1 s to dictate a few letters. "

The Little Christmas Tree I once grew in a forest,

With others of my kind,

With holly and with mistletoe,

Where the robins fly.

But now I stand in a barrel,

In a corner of a room,

My branches decked with tinsel

Of silver, red and gold.

Scattered round my dark brown trunk

Are presents, gaily wrapped,

And baubles to my branches

With ribbons are attached.

Carole Passmore, IF

When he had done so, he got out twc me.

"I want you to help me water the fl the daffodils, and 1'11 do the tulips .'

While I was doing this, 1 suddenly t park-keeper crawled out from undt "Oh, it's only you! I thought it had "I'm sorry, Mr Park-keeper. He r

He took it and, after wiping himse U careful in future," and walked off. I sighed and turned round. Then 1 "It's all very well for you to laugh hiding under there? Anyway, it 's a "I'm sorry," he said. "1 didn 't me

"There's my boss calling me now. down the path, and as 1 reached m: the tulips and let go of the waterin 54

In The Park I was waiting for the bus. Seeing our dog walking along the other side

of the street, I crossed over and followed him. When I got to the park,

I couldn't see him any more,and,as I had missed the bus,I picked an

apple from one of the trees and wandered along eating it. I watched the

park-keeper sweeping up the leaves and making a large pile ready for

a bonfire.

When I reached the playground, I saw my rtunt sitting on one of the

swings. She was wearing her nurse's uniform and her Slippers, and

rollers in her hair.

"Will you give me a push?" she asked. "I can't start it by myse If. "

I obliged and then wandered away from the playground towards the

fish-pond. My six year-old brother was sitting on the edge, dangling

his feet and fishing-hook in the water.

"Caught much?" I asked.

"Only a few trout and a couple of sharks," he said sadly.

"Never mind. You've got another hour or so."

Then I saw my boss sitting on one of the benches under an old oak tree.

"Ah, good morning!" he said, as I sat down at my typewriter. "I want

to dictate a few letters."

ttle Christmas Tree in a forest, of my kind, and with mistletoe, Obins fly.

tand in a barrel,

of a room ,

s decked with tinsel

ed and gold.

ound my dark brown trunk ts, gaily wrapped, s to my branches s are attached. Carole Passmore, IF

When he had done so, he got out two watering-cans and handed one to

me.

"I want you to help me water the flowers. You go over there and do

the daffodils, and I'll do the tulips."

While I was doing this, I suddenly heard someone squeaking, and the

park-keeper crawled out from under one of the fallen leaves.

"Oh, it's only you I I thought it had started to rain."

"I'm sorry, .Mr Park-keeper. Here, borrow my hanky."

He took it and, after wiping himself down, said, "You should be more

careful in future," and walked off.

I sighed and turned round. Then I saw my dog sitting in a tree, laughing.

"It's all very well for you to laugh, "I said. "How was I to know he was

hiding under there? Anyway, it's all your fault I'm in this park at all."

"I'm sorry," he said. "I didn't mean to make any trouble for you."

"There's my boss calling me now. He looks a bit angry too I" I ran

down the path, and as I reached my boss, I tripped over, and fell on to

the tulips and let go of the watering-can. When I looked up, my boss

was sitting on the grass, soaking wet, holding the watering can in his hand. My aunt was kneeling on the grass beside him, tying up his head with a bandage. "You're fired!" he said. "Don't worry about that now," said my aunt. "Do you like my engage足 ment ring?" I looked at it and said, "Yes." "We're getting married, "said my aunt. "Ah, here comes the vicar now." He was walking acrosS the grass, followed by my brother, who was wearing a velvet suit, embroidered with shrimps. "He's going to be our page-boy , "explained my aunt. Then the ceremony proceeded. The park-keeper played the organ, and I was the congregation. My aunt had a bouquet of wet daffodils and squashed tulips, and 1 gave them my typewriter as a wedding present. My brother gave them a shark, the park-keeper a pile of leaves, and my boss gave my aunt his watering-can. Just as my boss was about to say, "1 do", a great clap of thunder drowned his voice and lightning tore the sky. We all ran for shelter under the old oak tree, and sat on my desk and the bench. My dog came tearing acrosS the grass and leapt, all wet, into my arms. Then 1 heard a terrible creaking noise and as I looked round I saw the tree falling - straight towards us. My aunt screamed; the dog was barking; the park-keeper was playing his organ; the rain was coming down in torrents; a gale was blowing up and 1 heard the thunder roaring ..... . Suddenly, my alarm clock went off and I shot out an arm to stop it ringing. As I turned.over I heaved a sigh of relief ahd reflected that sometimes dreams can be very strange. Mary Payne, VL

Card maricmettes by Kevin Edwarl Lyne AngeZo and Paul Bu

; wet , holding the watering can in his he grass beside him , tying up his head

aid my aunt. "Do you like my engage足

"Ah, here comes the vicar now." S, follow ed by my brother, who was ed with shrimps. explained my aunt. 'he park-keeper played the organ , and had a bouquet of wet daffodils and my typewriter as a wedding present. e park-keeper a pile of leaves , and 'mg - can. Just as my boss was abo ut Inder drowned his voice and lightning ter under the old oak tr ee, and sat on a me tearing across the grass and n I he ard a terrible creaking nois e ee fa lling - straight towards us. My 'ng ; the park-keeper was playing his in torrents ; a gale was blowing up and f and I shot out an arm to stop it d a s igh of relief al1d reflected that trange . Mary Payne , VL

Card marianettes by Kevin Edwards, Elaine Allvey, Tracy Richter, Lyne Angelo and Paul Burtan of the first year. 56

Twilight The sun sinks below the horizon,

An orange ball, so big and round.

The trees are outlined on the rosy sky;

The birds sail by to their nests, chirping merrily.

The stream trickles past, sparkling

As if crystals lay scattered on its surface.

An owl flutters down to catch its supper,

Then rises, a brown shadow, to its tree.

At last, stars prick the sky, and darkness falls.

Tracy Richter, iF

Summer Trilogy The sun sank slowly, disappearing

on its crash-course with

the horizon.

.as it touched the cool, calm water

a hint of steam rose,

the opalescent red glow

was now dulling,

as the horizon swallowed,

ate,

devoured all remnants of the day,

twilight loomed;

night was ready.

Daybreak came;

the sun appeared,

popping his crest of gold

around the corner,

warm yellow sunbeams,

blinding eyes, shone vividly:

it was a dream come true.

later, the sky settled

to the now golden rays of light

falling upon all the people

on the beach,

on the terraces,

on the pier,

on the promenades:

sunset was nearing, though

seemingly afar off.

Cool, crisp night air broke into my lungs. as I stepped onto the now emptying, a gentle breeze playe sending it swirling , dance -like. the neon lamps and st now burned. the sun had long gone and so had twilight. the night was young, b all too soon too old; bed time arrived, sleepy heads fell onto - mine included; dreaming, hoping summer's here. will it stay?

Encounter

I once had a friend. An acquaintance for r His expressions reflE That became oversha I imagine I knew him I recall how his life , Enclosing a complex With su!"viving , self-1

The resistance I kne 1 Yet still there remai I once had a friend; I His departure can on

F horizon,

md round.

on the rosy sky;

iir nests, chirping merrily.

st, sparkling

'fe red on its surface. catch its supper, adow , to its tree. sky, and darkness falls. Tracy Richter, iF

Trilogy lowly, disappearing ourse with he cool, calm water rose, red glow g, swallowed,

Cool, crisp night air broke into my lungs. as I stepped onto the street now emptying, a gentle breeze played games with my hair sending it swirling, dance-like. the neon lamps and street lights now burned. the sun had long gone and so had twilight. the night was young, but all too soon too old; bed time arrived, sleepy heads fell onto pillows

- mine included;

dreaming, hoping

summer's here.

will it stay?

Braham Levy,VILJ

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emnants of the day, ~;

y. e;

ed,

est of gold

ner,

unbeams,

s hone vividly:

come true.

ettled

en rays of light

the people

des :

ring, though

off.

Encounter I once had a friend. He was here,

An acquaintance for nearly a year;

His expressions reflected a madness

That became overshadowed with sadness.

I imagine I knew him quite well 足 I recall how his life was a shell

Enclosing a complex existence

With surviving, self-willed resistance.

The resistance I knew is now broken,

Yet still there remains this one token 足 I once had a friend; I have known him;

His departure can only renew him.

Lynne Peters, VIU 59

Carnival

The Old

The air was still and cold, the sky cloudless; the atmosphere was alive , tense, like an electric current about to be instigated. Then, all the heavens broke loose as rockets shot into the air, falling on to the scene like lava descer:lding from an erupting volcano. Gold gems and cosmic rays poured out of the sky and fountains of fiery sparks spurted from the ground, transforming the scene into a kaleidoscope of brilliant colours. Weird figures in dazzling costumes and grotesque masks ap足 peared from an unknown source, while strange animals cavorted to the wild throbbing of a drum. Lithe figures were performing an ancient ritual, writhing with stardust in their hair and strange flaming flowers girding their waists. Rich, exotic aromas filled the air as life, movement and colour radiated through the scene. Brightly coloured streamers flew -about like shafts of moonlight and small tinsel-covered figures staged mock fights, while eerie shadows danced around the glowing embers of a fire. The air was filled with strange sounds, wild, chanting, rhythmic, as fat-skinny, tall-short spectres roamed about the scene, magnificent in their monstrosity, with distorted features and contorted bodies. Psychadelic snowflakes descended while the green hue of a strange sun reflected on to the features of a brontosaurus. Massive kites dodged here and there like banks of clouds, and hysterical screams mingled with the laughter of urchins. A blue jet of flame transformed the scene into the underworld of the sea, dark, mysterious and foreboding, with aquatic creatures darting here and there. Then, with an almighty flash, a shower of deep purple rain poured on to the scene with a glory unsurpassed by even the bright足 est of all the gems embedded in the black velvet mantle of the sky. Karen Winter, VL

As the old man He stared into His face, unlin Was strangely His coat was r His trousers And the old bo Had never bee He always was And never spa Just sat there Like a thin rag As the childre He would sit We always wo But didn 't ask One day as we He didn't rais And looking cl We found he w

Toll the Bell for Da

The lights went out slowly, one by OJ lage of Bleakpoint, which was really built up around a church , a general l on the west coast of Scotland. As u ~ bitter wind froze the old and weary to be seen. This was Angus McKinn - he was the coastal patrolman. Sir ago, a patrolman had checked the tw Now, thick clouds hid the moon and I cobblestones as he trudged along, hi

He was used to this kind of weather pocket, and his thick chunk of bread patrol area allotted to him. His grE he was still only fifty-six.

Everything was normal when he re~ his soup and bread, his radiO, and a tion for the night. The radiO transr years had passed since it had been emergency signals every night. 60

The Old Man

ky cloudless; the atmosphere was alive , bout to be ins tigated. Then , all the s hot into the air , falling on to the scene upting volcano. Gold gems and cosmic ountains of fiery sparks spurted from 8ne into a kaleidoscope of brilliant ing cos tumes and grotesque masks ap , while strange animals cavorted to the

an ancient ritual, writhing with stardust g flower s girding their waists. Rich, life , movement and colour radiated

'!l.bout like shafts of moonlight and I.ged mock fights, while eerie shadows ·r s of a fire. The air was filled with hythmic, as fat- skinny, tall-short spectres cent in their monstrosity , with distorted

d while the green hue of a strange sun

brontosauru s . Massive kites dodged

ds, and hysterical screams mingled

the scene into the underworld of the ding , with aquatic creatures darting ighty flash, a shower of deep purple a glory unsurpassed by even the bright the black velvet mantle of the Sky. Karen Winter, VL

As the old man sat there He stared into space; His face, unlined, Was strangely out of place. His coat was ragged, His trousers were torn And the old boots we gave him Had never been worn. He always washed And never spat; Just sat there all day Like a thin ragged rat. As the children passed him, He would sit and cry. We always wondered, But didn't ask why. One day as we walked past He didn't raise his head. And looking closer, We found he was dead. Beverley Alfred, IlW

Toll the Bell for Danger The lights went out slowly, one by one, in the houses of the small vil lage of Bleakpoint, which was really no more than a group of houses built up around a church, a general store, a school and a public house, on the west coast of Scotland. As usual, it was raining hard, and the bitter wind froze the old and weary bones of the sole person who was to be seen. This was Angus McKinnon setting out on his nightly vigil - he was the coastal patrolman. Since the last flood, forty-two years ago, a patrolman had checked the two mile coastal stretch every night. Now, thick clouds hid the moon and his rubber boots squelched on the cobblestones as he trudged along, humming quietly to himself. He was used to this kind of weather. With his flask of soup in one pocket, and his thick chunk of bread in the other, he set out for the patrol area allotted to him. His grey, wrinkled face had aged early, for he was still only fifty-six. Everything was normal when he reached the old hut where he stored his soup and bread, his radio, and also a couple of blankets, in prepara tion for the night. The radio transmitter set was out of practice, for years had passed since it had been used, although it was available for emergency signals every night.

By the side of the hut stood a tall building, at the top of which was a bell used to warn the villagers of danger. The steps to the top were crumbling, and thick cobwebs hung in every corner. The tower also had been out of use for many years.

lord. He looked into the back room : a glass of whisky stood on the table . house was deserted too; the church a activity. All had vanished, with no si

Angus set his soup down on the table and, taking a torch,went outside to read the water level, which was recorded in his book every hour. The thick book was his pride and joy, for never had an entry been missed.

He ran wildly back to the Cele stial the back room. He heard a sinister c Marie Celeste -----"

"Mmm, a little higher tonight. Never mind. It's been much higher, " he said to himself. Chuckling, he went back inside and had a tot of rum from his secret supply under the floorboards. No one knew of it: it could endanger his career as patrolman. Suddenly a voice croaked from his radio set. Angus swung round to the table in disbelief. "Help! We need help . This is the Marie Celeste II. We are sinking. Please send help. Our position is---" Interference rendered their po sition inaudible and Angus thought the rum had gone to his head. "Can't take the old stuff as well as I used to, f! he said, and turned round to take a chunk of bread. Shortly afterwards he set out along the sands. He walked up to the breaker , half way along his patrol, and thought how stupid he was to think he heard a voice.

"The Marie Celeste II. I don't know ... I must be getting old," he said to himself. "Marie Celeste indeed!" He walked on. Half an hour later he reached the end of his patrol stretch, indicated by another hut and bell tower. He set off on the return journey and, after carefully check ing the water level, went inside his hut to have some soup. "Help! For GDd's sake help. This is the Marie Celeste II. We are sinking off the West Coast of Scotland. Our position is ---" Once again, the old radio set let Angus down. In his panic he knocked it over and it smashed into pieces on the floor. Terror overcoming him, he ran to the bell tower. Charging up the spiral steps he slipped and banged his head. When he came to, he remembered the radio signal and ran on. When he reached the top, he stopped for breath. Then with a mighty heave, he pulled the bell rope. The old bell rang loudly. Back and forth it swung, telling the villagers of the trouble. Even the fierce waves could not drown the deafening ringing of the old bell. Angus ran down the steps and waited outside the hut. He began swear ing and cursing impatiently because nobody had arrived. The minutes ticked slowly by and finally he began running towards the village, ex pecting to meet Someone on the way. To his astonishment and annoy ance he met no one. As he entered the village, all was inysteriously quiet. Angus slowed down to a walk. Looking all about him, he entered the public house, his second home. Even inside the Celestial Arms, nobody moved. He called out to Phillip McKinnery, his friend, the land

The Silv

On a grassy pI In the country~ A silver birch Stands with pr: Now Spring is Its leaves unfo Producing col< Yellow and gal And as the sun Sets in the nig Its leaves still Golden bright. Its twining bra Reach for the And the cucko l Stay close by. And as the bir Now rest theil The silver bi r Sleeps in the I

all bu ilding, at the top of whic h was a of danger. The steps to the top were lUng in every corner. The tower also ears.

lord. He looked into the back room: the fire burned in the hearth and a glass of whisky stood on the table. He ran out into the street: every house was deserted too; the church and store showed no sign of human activity. All had vanished, with no sign of a struggle.

~ table and, taking a torch,went outside was recorded in his book every hour. nd joy, for never had an entry been

He ran wildly back to the Cel estial Arms. He listened on the radio in the back room. He heard a sinister crackle and the words: "This is the Marie Celeste -----" Elaine Balkwill, VL

~ever

mind. It's been much higher," he went back inside and had a tot of rum he floorboards. No one knew of it: it latrolman. his radio set. Angus swung round to

:he }1a-ri e Celeste ll. We are sinking. is- - - " Interference rendered their po ~ ht the rum had gone to his head.

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11 as I used to," he said, and turned round ly afterwards he set out along the sands. lf way along his patrol, and thought how a voice. now. " I must be getting old," he said ed!" He walked on. Half an hour later stretch, indicated by another hut and turn journey and, after carefully check his hut to have some soup. is is the Marie Celeste 1I. We are otland. Our position is - - -" Once again, . In his panic he knocked it over and it . Terror overcoming him, he ran to spiral steps he Slipped and banged his mbered the radio signal and ran on. ped for breath. Then with a mighty he old bell rang loudly. Back and forth the trouble. Even the fierce waves nging of the old bell. ited outside the hut. He began swear use nobody had arrived. The minutes egan running towards the village, ex way. To his astonishment and annoy ed the village, all was inysteriously alk. Looking all about him, he entered e. Even inside the Celestial Arms, Phillip McKinnery, his friend, the land

The Silver Birch On a grassy plain In the countryside, A silver birch tree Stands with pride Now Spring is here Its leaves unfold Producing colours of Yellow and gold. And as the sun Sets in the night, Its leaves still sparkle Golden bright. Its twining branches Reach for the sky, And the cuckoos and robins Stay close by. And as the birds Now rest their flight, The silver birch Sleeps in the night. John Tompkins, llW 63

The Last Battle

A crowd had gathered to see the beautiful ship leave the harbour ; it was not every day that the Roman citizens of Pompeii had the chance to see Ma rcus Julius Varinius, leader of the Roman Navy, in person. He was a big, jolly man, always laughing, and yet he was also stubborn, ruthless and a murderer a dozen times over - but then, so were most warship captains in the Roman Navy. They were all geared to a life of blood and violence and glory, especially glory. How could Varinius fail to feel proud as he stood on the deck of his ship, about to sail the seas in search of enemy vessels over which to assert his authority? He loved to hear the band playing on the quayside, the crowd cheering , and the rhythmic splashing of the oars as he pulled away. Within a few moments the ship was clear of the harbour, the wind billowing in the sails , urging the vessel forward. Once again Captain Varinius had set to sea.

What Gedeon saw in the next few appointed him at first and then caused faction. A young Roman soldier had seen the captain aside, taking the arrow Varinius to fall overboard. The s their leader's narrow escape, and ing in the water, yelling for help. It after a tense situation. Here he was not swim. The soldiers laughed all Julius Varinius - leader of the Roman few minutes he had drowned.

Two hundred miles away another vessel was preparing for sea, but there was no harbour and no crowd for Captain Gedeon , for he was a pirate, an enemy of Rome. Gedeon hated all Romans intensely, for they had been responsible for the death of his brother. While he realised that for all his skills as a fighting man he could not really harm the Roman Empire, he had nevertheless vowed to kill as many Romans as he could before he himself was killed. And so when Captain Gedeon sailed he was looking for any Roman ship upon which he could vent his anger. Two days later Varinius sighted the pirate ship, and made ready to fight. Gedeon was prepar ed for him. The two craft came together Side by side and the soldiers aboard lunged forward. They met with a clashing of swords and a swishing of spears and arrows and a noise that was terrible to hear. Yelling,kicking and biting, both sides fought to the death. No mercy was given or taken by anyone. Even though the battle raged a full hour there was never much doubt as to the outcome. Who could expect a bunch of ill-disciplined ruffians to defeat the perfectly organised Romans? The Romans who were led by the victor of a hundred such battles - Varinius I The great Marcus Julius Varinius ! When the last of the pirates had been felled, the Romans set fire to the enemy ship and then withdrew; but not everyone left aboard the burning ship was dead. Though terribly wounded, Gedeon still lived and hated. Slowly he picked up a bow lying nearby and fitted an arrow. Gritting his teeth against the pain, he aimed at this Roman captain who fought so well. Using all his strength he drew the string back and then loosed the arrqw.

''Weirdy'' by RE 65

he beautiful ship leave the harbour; it nan citizens of Pompeii had the chance to !ader of the Roman Navy, in person. He laughing, and yet he was also stubborn, :en times over - but then , so were most l Navy. They were all geared to a life ~ , especially glory. How could Varinius m the deck of his ship, about to sail the !ls ove r which to a ssert his authority? i ng on the quayside, the crowd cheering, the oar s as he pulled away. Within a few [ the harbour, the wind billowing in the ·d. Once again Captain Varinius had set

What Gedeon saw in the next few moments - the last of his life - dis appointed him at first and then caused him brief amusement and sati s faction. A young Roman soldier had seen Gedeon about to fire and had pushed the captain aside, taking the arrow in his own heart, but the push caused Varinius to fall overboard. The soldiers breathed a sigh of relief at their leader's narrow escape, and laughed when they heard him splash ing in the water, yelling for help. It was typical of Varinius to joke after a tense situation. Here he was yelling to his men tha t he could not swim. The soldiers laughed all the more - but it was true: Marcus Julius Varinius - leader of the Roman Navy - could not swim. In a few minutes he had drowned. John De'Ath, VS

~r vessel was preparing for sea, but ·owd for Captain Gedeon, for he was a eon hated all Romans intensely, for they ,ath of his brother. While he realised ing man he could not really harm the ~le ss vowed to kill as many Romans as killed. And so when Captain Gedeon loman ship upon which he could vent

the pirate ship, and made ready to him. The two craft came together side lunged forward. They met with a g of spears and arrows and a noise g , kicking and biting, both sides fought en or taken by anyone. ull hour there was never much doubt as ct a bunch of ill-disciplined ruffians

d Romans? The Romans who were led

battles - Varinius! The great Marcus

been felled, the Romans set fire to the ut not everyone left aboa rd the burning wounded, Gedeon still lived and hated. nearby and fitted an arrow. Gritting ed at this Roman captain who fought e drew the string back a nd then loosed ''Weirdy'' by Rex Smith, IS

The Cave I stood there watching a green snake slither gracefully down the wall, while the pungent air filled my nostrils, enveloping me, choking me, like a pair of hands clasped tightly round my throat. The floor was un even, with clefts and pools of water gleaming mysteriously in the semi darkness. Trembling, I raised my lamp to light up the path ahead and slowly made my way through the dark passages.

"At least you are safe and sound. No thank for that! Eh, Liz, what d'you tory t" My head was spinning ... LYNNE 194 plunged into a time warp, I saw a the cave. "Stop, stop, you must stop! " I cried. four centuries too early.

It was very damp and although musty, the air was bitterly cold. My footsteps echoed in the silence, sounding like those of a body of men. The walls were covered with thick green slime and a few insects scampered away as the lamplight fell upon them.

After exploring a stretch of the slime-encrusted passages, I came upon a fairly large cavern. Although decorated with the characteristic slime it seemed different from the other passages. I raised my lamp to il luminate the walls and saw written there ... LYNNE, 1948 ... The lamp smashed to the ground, and stooping down I saw a hunched figure lean ing against one of the walls. As my eyes grew accustomed to the dark ness I made out the figure of a girl. She was thin and drawn and began to moan softly as if in great pain. She lurched forward and began to claw at her face, dragging her body across the floor, scraping her legs on the jagged rock; her eyes were wild, haunted, empty ..... Sharply, I pulled myself together and, collecting the broken fragments . of the lamp, I tried to think rationally and dispel all my wandering thoughts ... Could that animal be Lynn? Who was Lynne? .. It had all seemed so vivid and lifelike, too vivid and lifelike even for my fanciful imagination. Slowly and carefully I made my way out of the cavern, groping in the darkness. I attempted to retrace my steps, often bruising my legs and hands in the effort. After what seemed hours of groping and growing apprehension I was sure I had reached the right passage, the passage to freedom. Slowly and surely a chink of light appeared, gradually enlarging until a whole stretch of blue sky became visible. Freedom t Never had life seemed so right and precious as I ran along the rugged pathway, bumping head long into my uncle, a very stout and noble gentleman. "Lizzie, I've been searching fervently for you for hours I Surely you have not been in that cave up there? Do you realize it's a death trap?" "Yes, uncle, i~'s a death trap. Someone, sometime, died horribly in that cave. Oh, I Wish I could have saved her I"

"The Traveller" by

snake slither gracefully down the wall,

nostrils, enveloping me, choking me,

~htly round my throat. The floor was un 'later gleaming mysteriously in the semi my lamp to light up the path ahead and e dark passages.

"At least you are safe and sound. No doubt we have the good Lord to thank: for that! Eh, Liz,what d'you think,Cromwell's won another vic tory I" My head was spinning ... LYNNE 1948 ... LYNNE 1948 ... and as if plunged into a time warp, I saw a young girl with dark hair entering the cave. "Stop, stop, you must stop!" I cried. Slowly the picture faded: I was four centuries too early.

musty, the air was bitterly cold. My . sounding like those of a body of men. ick green slime and a few insects ght fell upon them.

e slime-encrusted

Karen Winter ,VL

passages, I came upon

6decorated with the characteristic slime ~her passages. I raised my lamp to il

itten there ... LYNNE, 1948 ... The lamp !aping down I saw a hunched figure lean s my eyes grew accustomed to the darkgirl. She was thin and drawn and began in. She lurched forward and began to ibody across the floor, scraping her legs re wild, haunted, empty ..... r and, collecting the broken fragments 'onally and dispel all my wandering e Lynn? Who was Lynne? .. It had all o vivid and lifelike even for my fanciful way out of the cavern, groping in the Ic e my steps, often bruising my legs and ping and growing apprehension I was

ssage, the passage to freedom. Slowly

ared, gradually enlarging Wltil a whole

ble. Freedom! Never had life seemed

long the rugged pathway, bumping head and noble gentleman. vently for you for hours! Surely you ere? Do you realize it's a death trap?" 'omeone, sometime, died horribly in that ved her I n 66

"The Traveller" by Terry Datson, IVG 67

One Step Nearer to Death Death's dark hand knocks upon my door Ready to carry me off to his dark haven. Slowly; the mystic fragrance of death Creeps round my neck, ever growing tighter. The choking fumes stun their prey, Superstitions flash before my mind : Is there really a god or a devil ? All will soon be revealed; The grim black door Slowly opens, Ever hilllgry for another victim. I feel a floating sensation as I drift Nearer to the door. But A magnetic force draws me back To the great dance of life. The mist clears from my eyes; I am confronted by a light blue ceiling As my body embeds itself in a mattress; The doctor congratulates me on a fantastic recovery.

A Winter Scene As we drove along with the snow fal . screen, I saw a little wooded patch, a of trees stood out as black bony fing e ing sky . My father stopped the car in a convel fully delicate to waste. We got out , b for the trees. Max, our Dachshund, r . cold snow, which is not very comfor bules of water lay on his fur , and he of hot breath came from his nose anfj reached the trees, one side of them s The snow seemed to cling to the anc il I walked in my heavy boots the snow By now my nose was red and hands wards the car, which was covered in happily and enj oyed that beautiful st"

Alan Webber, IVL

William Wc Here lies William A very bold, br av Who fought again s And beat the m till

Imagination When the wind is at its wildest,

And the moon is bright and clear,

Then the witch comes flying,

And fills your heart with fear.

This Willie Wa And loved by all h To whom he was

Her Her Her And

His victories we His losses were " A knight with ma His fan-club gre

silhouette is evil,

nose is like a hook,

hair is wild and spiky,

she scares you with one look.

The cat holds on with all its might,

And screeches loud and long.

The witch begins to cackle too;

They make a chilling song.

Weapons were al But these he coul For money was a Which Wallace of

The broomstick flies behind a cloud,

I rub my eyes to see;

The storm begins to pass away

And the sky is quiet for me.

So when it came He was ham mere And captured by J For Will a bad r e

Carale Day, 1S 6B

Deb

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er to Death

~ s upon my door o his dark haven. ance of death ~ ver growing tighter. their prey, r e my mind: a devil?

)wly opens , . victim. m as I drift

, me back fe. ly eyes; :ht blue ceiling ~ lf in a mattress; [5 ' me on a fantastic recovery. .

A Winter Scene As we drove along with the snow falling in myriad shapes on the wind

screen, I saw a little wooded patch, amidst the carpeted grass. A clump

of trees stood out as black bony fing e rs against the dark-grey, threaten

ing sky.

My father stopped the car in a convenient clearing. It looked too beauti

fully delicate to waste. We got out, being careful not to slip, and headed

for the trees. Max, our Dachshund, ran along, jumping to clear the ice

cold snow, which is not very comfortable on the stomach. Little glo

bules of water lay on his fur, and he was a picture of happiness. Puffs

of hot breath came from his nose and his panting mouth. At last we

reached the trees, one side of them snow-covered and the other bare .

The snow seemed to cling to the ancient bark like icing to a cake. As

I walked in my heavy boots the snow crackled and crunched.

By now my nose was red and hands white, so we all started back to

wards the car, which was covered in a snowy sheet. We sat there

happily and enjoyed that beautiful stillness for a little while.

Trudi Rix, IIW

Alan Webber, IVL

William Wallace Here lies William Wallace,

A very bold, brave man

Who fought against the English

And beat them till they ran!

on s at its wildest,

bright and clear,

omes flying,

eart with fear.

The hero of all Scotland

This Willie Wallace was And loved by all his subjects

To whom he was the boss!

s evil,

a hook,

and spiky,

you with one look. with all its might, oud and long. to cackle too; ' lling song.

His victories were so many,

His losses were so few;

A knight with many talents,

His fan-club grew and grew.

Weapons were all he needed

But these he couldn't get

For money was a problem

Which Wallace often met.

flies behind a cloud, see ; s to pass away uiet for me.

So when it came to Falkirk,

He was hammered to a pulp,

And captured by King Edward For Will a bad result!

Carole Day, is

Deborah Goode,IF

Girls' Games Report My Pets

Hockey

I have a strange exotic pet I caught while fishing with a net. His legs are many, his eyes are red , He sleeps in a jar at the foot of my bed. He's cold and slimy, long and thin, And yesterday I caught his twin. The problem now is what to do. Shall I donate them to a zoo, Or shall I keep them for a laugh? The trouble is - they hog the bath! They seem to grow quite frequently And multiply quite rapidly. We're getting very short of space Because they're filling up the place. My family have moved away, Or were they eaten? Hard to say! They've taken over, there's no doubt, And soon, I s 'pose, they'll push me out. The problem's getting out of hand; The y're in control of half the la nd! And I am really in disgrace; I cannot even show my face. But there is nothing I can do; They 're far too strong for me and you. And I'm no longer free, you see, Because they've made a pet of me! Tracy Richter, IF

We fielded four teams but s uffered fr fewer schools provided opposition on

Played

Won 3 Won Goresbrook Championship 1st XI

4th Yr.XI 3 1 Runners -up Goresbrook Open Tourn 5 6 3rd Yr. XI Runners-up Goresbrook Open Tourn Won Oakfield Open Tournament

2 2 2nd Yr. XI Won Oakfield Open Tournament There is a keen interest developing second year promise well for the fut Helen Beeson of the sixth and fifth fo the Middlesex trials. We shall be 50 girls who have played regularly for t careers. Colours: Junior:- Lesley Mar shall , Barbal ston, Susan Hopkins , De~ No half colours awarded. Full:-

Wendy Pollock (Captain Sharon Mackenzie

The First Eleven drew with the Staff

Girls' Games Report 1972-73 Hockey

!xotic pet

ling with a net.

rJ hi s eyes a re red,

, at the foot of my bed. ny, long a nd thin , aught his twin. is wha t to do. II to a zoo, em fo r a laugh? :hey hog the bath! \v quite fr equ ently :: rapidly. y short of space illing up the plac e. loved away, 'n? Ha rd to say! 'r. ther e's no do ubt, . they' ll push me out. ting out of hand; of half the land! disg rac e ; my face. ~lg I can do ; ong for me and you. fre e, you see, ade a pet of me!

Trac y Richter, IF

We fielded four teams but suffered from lack of competition because fewer schools provided opposition on Saturday mornings.

Played Won 1st XI 6 3 Won Goresbrook Championship

Drew 2

4th Yr. Xl 3 1 1 Runners-up Goresbrook Open Tournament

1 3rd Yr. Xl 6 5 Runners-up Goresbrook Open Tournament Won Oakfield Open Tournament

2nd Yr. Xl 2 2 Won Oakfield Open Tournament

There is a keen interest developing throughout the school, and the second year promise well for the future. Wendy PoUock, Jean Gilbey, Helen Beeson of the sixth and fifth forms, reached the final squad at the Middlesex trials. We shall be sorry to lose our four Upper Sixth girls who have played regularly for the school throughout their school careers.

Colours: Junior:- Lesley Marshall, Barbara Wilson (Captain), Carol Mar足 ston, Susan Hopkins, Deborah Cowen No half colours awarded. Full:-

Wendy Pollock (Captain), Hilary Tear, Janet Leaves, Sharon Mackenzie

The First Eleven drew with the Staff, 1-1.

Lost 1

EAST LONDON CHAMPIONSHIP RES

Netball Four teams played regularly in the East London League and in oc casional non-league matches in which the first year participated. There was an e.nthusiastic spirit in all teams except the fourth year team, from WhiCh some key players dropped out at the beginning of the sea son. The remainder of the team, who played hard with various younger school members in the team, deserve much credit. Congratulations to Lynn Ahearne, who led the senior team through an undefeated season. Played 5th/ 6th Yr 7 Won East London League

Won 7

Drew 0

Lost 0

4th Yr 8 3rd Yr 9 Won East London League

4 7

1 0

3 2

2nd Yr 1st Yr

7 3

o o

1st. Year ...... took third place . . .. . Champion 2nd. Year ... . .. took 3rd place 3rd. Year . . .... took 2nd place 4th. Year ...... took 2nd place 5th.Year ...... took 1st place 6th. Year ...... walk-over As a result of the East London Cha m Lehane, Julie Brown and Rosemary :\1 East London at the London Champions stowed on Rosemary , as she r.eprese n Championship held in Cannock , Cheshi for the National. Coloors:

The climax of the netball season was the Goresbrook Open Tourna ment, in which fifteen schools took part with great competitive spirit. We came away with one trophy and three sets of medals. The second years and a team from the third and fourth years combined brought home bronze medals, whilst the first year won their tournament, gain ing the trophy and gold medals - a satisfying end to the season.

Junior: -

Julie McConnell, Chri

Half: -

Helen Beeson, Jacque l

Full:-

Rosemary Moran

Colours: Junior: Carol Marston (Captain), Valerie March, Jocelyn Matthew, Susan Eales, BarbaraWilson Hali:- Beverley Crow, Kim Hayday Full:- Lynn AJlearne (Captain), Susan Smith, Janet Leaves, Jean Gilbey The Upper Sixth girls won the staff match in aid of the Old People's Outing.

Cross Country This was a short season beginning at the end of the Autumn Term in stead of the beginning of the Spring Term. The Inter House competition took place at Oakfield, where fifty girls per House took part on a year basis. The East London Championship took place at Hainault Forest, and five teams were entered in first to fifth year age groups. There was no sixth year competition owing to lack of response from other schools. 72

Athletics

Although this was a short season, ther. in past years, especially for the junior St. Richard' s of Chichester was a good selection. After winning most events i the season with high hopes. In the Oak Championships the first year are to bE trophy, and in the Oakfield Trophy meE we were narrowly beaten into second I we could have had the trophy in our ha qualification came at an inopportune n

We were fully represented at the Eas t in the age-groups rule was not an adv: team across the fourth and fifth year ' two full teams. Third years were cla ~ the London Championships, and as ou r tic side, the chances of the first and s

EAST LONDON CHAMPIONSHIP RESULTS:

:he East London League and in oc '1 hich the first year participated. There teams except the fourth year team, opped out at the beginning of the seawho played hard with various younger serve much credit. Congratulations to . team through an undefeated season.

ron

Drew

Lost

1 0

0 0

1st. Year ...... took third place ...... Deborah Goode - East London Champion 2nd. Year ...... took 3rd place 3rd. Year ...... took 2nd place 4th. Year ...... took 2nd place 5th.Year ...... took 1st place 6th. Year ...... walk-over As a result of the East London Championship, Deborah Goode, Tracey Lehane, Julie Brown and Rosemary Moran were selected to represent East London at the London Championship. Further honours were be stowed on Rosemary, as she r~epresented London at the National Schools' Championship held in Cannock, Cheshire. Deborah Goode was a reserve for the National. Colours: Junior: -

Julie McConnell, Christine Smith

wa s the Goresbrook Open Tourna

Half:

Helen Beeson, Jacqueline Farmer, Christine Richardson

.k part with great competitive spirit.

Full:-

Rosemary Moran

d three sets of medals. The second nd fourth years combined brought rst year won their tournament, gain a satisfying end to the season.

in ), Valerie March, Jocelyn Matthew,

Wilson ), Susan Smith, Janet Leaves, Jean f ma tch in aid of the Old People IS

at the end of the Autumn Term ing Ter m. The Inter House competition girls per House took part on a year s hip took place at Hainault Forest, st to fifth year age groups. There to lack of response from other 72

Athletics Although this was a short season, there were more competitions than in past years, especially for the junior teams. Our annual match with St. Richard's of Chichester was a good basis for East London team selection. After winning most events in this match, the girls began the season with high hopes. In the Oakfield First and Second year Championships the first year are to be congratulated on winning the trophy, and in the Oakfield Trophy meeting for the first to fourth years we were narrowly beaten into second place. Right up to the last relay we could have had the trophy in our hands , but the inevitable relay dis qualification came at an inopportune moment. We were fully represented at the East London Championships. A change in the age-groups rule was not an advantage to Raine's, as only one team across the fourth and fifth year was needed. We could have raised two full teams. Third years were classed as Juniors to comply with the London Championships, and as our third year is not a strong athle tic side , the chances of the first and second years were lessened. 73

The final East London positions were as follows: 1st. yr ...... 1st place...... Won First Year Championship 2nd. yr ...... 2nd Place} 11 3 d ' Ch . h' T h 3rd. yr ...... 4th place overa r m amplOns lp rop y 4th/ 5th yr ... overall 2nd. place in Championship Trophy 6th. yr ...... 1st place in Championship Trophy As a result of these championships, Marina Wiles, Rosemary Moran, Jean Gilbey, Susan Smith and Jocelyn Matthew were selected to repre sent East London at the London Championships. Here , Rosemary took third place in the Senior 400 metres and Marina Wiles won the Inter mediate Discus, so being selected to represent London at an Inter County meeting. The first year are to be commended on being undefeated in four com petitions. We have two outstanding athletes in Deborah Goode and Sandra Matthew, but we also have a good team to back them up. Each time the first year compete , they break their own school records! We hope that they will maintain their interest and enthusiasm through the school and inspire those to come! Eight records were broken on Sports Day; thirteen school records (six in the first year) were broken during the season.

First year girls' A

Colours Junior : - Jocelyn Matthew (captain), Jean Cowan, Carol Marston, Deborah Cowen, Linda Cole, Susan Hopkins, Barbara Wilson. Half: - Jacqueline Farmer, Susan Smith, Lynn Ahearne, Christine Kiley, Tina Pam, Gillian Lamb, Kim Hayday, Glynis Jenkins, Barbara Morgan. Full: -

Jean Gilbey, Rosemary Moran, Marina Wiles, Una Reid, Coral Rowe.

No athletics report for Summer 1973 would be complete without a men tion of that memorable occasion July 6th - our Sports Day at the East London Stadium. On our arrival, the clouds looked threatening, but were nothing in comparison with the shouts and cries qf the other school sitt ing in the stadium. They had beaten us to it -a double booking! Wewere the expected school, so we had the stadium to ourselves ... phew t After the usual tension of the first races we all settled down to enjoy the afternoon's Inter-House competition. The competitors had to compete with thunder, lightning and torrential rain for most of the afternoon, but the boys, girls and staff - especially the staff - carried on manfully until the final relay. All are to be commended on the fine spirit which overcame the otherwise adverse conditions. Many will remember the day when a group of girls about to start the 800 metres ran off at the command of a clap of thunder instead of the starter's pistol! 74

Third yem' ;'11

were as follows:

on First Year Championship

. 3rd in Championship Trophy

in Championship Trophy Ipionship Trophy

lips, Marina Wiles, Rosemary Moran, celyn Matthew were selected to repre Championships. Here, Rosemary took !tres and Marina Wiles won the Inter ::d to represent London at an Inter

nded on being undefeated in four com ing athletes in Deborah Goode and ·e a good team to back them up. Each y break their own school records! We .r interest and enthusiasm through the e!

ports Day; thirteen school records :en during the season.

First year girls I Athletics Team.

:aptain), Jean Cowan, Carol Marston, lda Cole, Susan Hopkins, Barbara Wilson. Susan Smith, Lynn Ahearne, Christine iillian Lamb, Kim Hayday, Glynis Jenkins, lary Moran, Marina Wiles, Una Reid,

1973 would be complete without a men July 6th - our Sports Day at the East 1, the clouds looked threatening, but t he shouts and cr ies qf the other school sitt aten us to it -a double booking: Wewere e stadium to ourselves ... phew! After es we all settled down to enjoy the ition. The competitors had to compete ntial rain for most of the afternoon, pecially the staff - carried on manfully be commended on the fine spirit which conditions. Many will remember the to start the 800 metres ran off at the s tead of the starter's pistol! 1

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Swimming After promises of two swimming matches with local schools, which did not materialize, we had only the one competition - the East London Championships . As we only swim in the first two years, the girls are to be congratulated on winning the Runners- Up Trophy for the fifth year in succession. The girls in the middle school are especially to be commended for submitting full teams. The fifth and sixth year won the senior trophy, which they deserve for their efforts on their way through the school. It is a great shame that we shall be losing some of the most active swimmers from the top of the school this year. We thank them for their contribution to the swimming successes of Raine 's. Colours

Junior: Susan Lyons (captain), Jillian Rood, Moira Dady, Barbara Wilson , Wendy Peters. No half colours awarded. Full:

Susan Treadway (captain), Pat Burley, Brenda Williams.

There has been a most encouraging interest throughout the school in all aspects of the programme, without excellence at anyone sport. It is hoped that girls with an aptitude for a particular sport have been able to pursue it at some point during the year, at competition levels. Tennis is our "Cinderella" at the moment, but it is difficult to develop alongside athletics , in which so many more girls can participate. In addition to the traditional school sports, the fifth and sixth years have taken part in badminton, squash, sailing, horse-riding and ice skating. Judo will be introduced into the curriculum next year. I should like to take this opportunity to thank Mr Spooner and Mr Stanney for their interest and encouragement, and the lady staff who help on games afternoons to make such a sports programme possible. A great debt is owed to the school games captain, Wendy Pollock, who has worked hard on my behalf to get teams together and has been re足 sponsible for developing a keen sense of loyalty and high standards in school sports. A.M.L.

Moveable fac es b'jI Kim Burton, Cera Bennett, Pat Edwar ds , Deni se L UG)

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matches with local schools, which did e competition - the East London in the first two years, the girls are . Runners- Up Trophy for the fifth the middle school are especially to teams. The fifth and sixth year won ,rye for their efforts on their way thame that we shall be losing some of e top of the school this year. We [to the swimming successes of Raine's.

, Jillian Rood, Moira Dady, Barbara

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Bennett, Pat Edwards, Denis e Lucy and Carol Jennings of the fi1'st year.

Boys' Games Report 1972-73 Basketball SENIOR TEAM It cannot be said of many schools in many sports that it is a disappoint

ing season when a national title is not won, but success at this level has been synonymous with basketball at Raine's over the past five years, with three national titles and two semi-final appearances to its credit, so the fact that the school senior team lost in the quarter-final this season points to the poorest record for some time. Yet with ten of last year's team leaving it could be seen that a lean season was in prospect. With several inexperienced players having to be thrust into the heat of top-class basketball without much preparation, it was to their credit that they took the school to the quarter finals, beating national Under 16 champions, Sir William Collins school, by one point on the way, and then losing by only three to the eventual finalists, Rane lagh School, Bracknell. The London Schools' semi-final was also reach ed before the school withdrew owing to a clash of commitments. Stephen Gilbey, the captain, Garry Palmer, David Ellis, Colin Croft, Ronald Adams and George Lewzey gave valuable service as first choice players, whilst Delmis Burton, Terry Everson, Gary Lloyd, Steve Heron, Michael Murphy and Roger Crawford came on in supporting roles. The team maintained the high standard of senior basketball at Raine's and were always capable of playing any school in England when at their best. Colin Croft was honoured with selection for the England Under 18 team and played against Scotland and Ireland. There was general disappointment, too, that the school was unable to participate in the European Schools' Basketball championship owing to the transfer of venue from Luxembourg to Ankara, Turkey. The dis tance and cost involved, together with the timing of the tournament in the middle of examinations, made it impossible to take part. UNDER 16 TEAM The Under 16 team began its competitive season with a narrow but con vincing win over old rivals, Glyn Grammar School, and also proceeded to the last eight in England. A narrow two-points defeat by Erdington School, Birmingham, ended hopes of reaching the semi-finals, but again this was a very creditable performance. UNDER 15 TEAM Over the past few seasons this team has not gained much success but during the year it suddenly found a real urge 'to go places', and this

allied with excellent team-spirit he l season. The East London league was London cup reached before defeat by House. Richard Reid always played James Richardson, Adrian Giles, Ja Clements, Barry Gittos and Chr istop UNDER 14 TEAM This was by far the most successful throughout the season and winning th sive score of 62-30 over St Thomas team also played for London Schoo ls which could make its mark in Engla London players, Godfrey MattheVi , Cable led the team , supported by Jo Hayes, Peter Vaughan and Adrian f UNDER 13 TEAM

A promising team , too, is the Under and that to London Schools' Cup fina showed a great deal of skill, and at f be reckoned with in the years to CO IT won without lOSing a game. Stephe n Kevan Gill and Gary Oliver were the

·ort 1972-73

Is in many sports that it is a disappoint is not won, but success at this level ~tball at Raine 's over the past five and two se mi-final appearances to its .1 senior team lost in the quarter-final t record for some time. Yet with ten .u ld bE: seen that a lean season was in 'ir;on~r;od ?laye1:s having to be thrust into without much preparation, it was to :hool to the quarter finals, beating r William CoIlins school, by one point 11 y three to the eventual finalists, Rane don Schools ' semi-final was also reach wing to a clash of commitments . Stephen !r, David Ellis,Colin Croft,Ronald valuable service as firs t choice players, ,rson , Gary Lloyd, Steve Heron, Michael ne on in supporting roles. The team s enior basketball at Raine's and were :hool in England when at their best. election for the England Under 18 team Ireland.

allied with excellent team-spirit helped to win many games during the season. The East London league was won and the semi-final of the London cup reached before defeat by the eventual champions, Upton House. Richard Reid always played well, supported by Joseph Church, James R ichardson, Adrian Giles, James Adshead, GaJ.'y Bishop, John Clements, Barry Gittos and Christopher Smith. UNDER 14 TEAM This was by far the most successful team in the school , going undefeated throughout the season and winning the London Cup Final by the impre s sive score of 62-30 over St Thomas More School, Eltham . Four of the team als o played for London Schools , and this is certainly a squad which could make its mark in England competition in the years to come. London players, Godfrey Matthew, Paul Read, Michael Gowers . and Tony Cable led the team, supported by John Stevens, Peter Howell, Dennis Hayes, Peter Vaughan and Adrian Frampton. UNDER 13 TEAM A promising team, too, is the Under 13 team, which lost only one game, and that to London Schools' Cup finalists, Brooke House. The players showed a great deal of skill, and a t full strength should be a forc e to be reckoned with in the years to come. The East London league was won without losing a game. Stephen Ma nn, Stephen Sims, Patr ick Dixon, Kevan Gill and Gary Oliver were the leading players in the team.

·nL too, that the school was unable to .0 Is' Basketball championship owing to mbourg to Ankara , Turkey. The dis . with the timing of the tournament in e it impos s ible to take part.

mpetitive season with a narrow but con 1 Gramma r School, and also proceeded a rrow two-points defeat by Erdington , of reaching the semi-finals , but again rmance.

earn has not gained much success but I a real urge 'to go places', and this

FIVE STAR ATHLETIC AWA

Athletics This was certainly a very busy season, and although no major cham pionships were won, there was the usual high standard of performance throughout the various years in local and county competitions. The school staged two 'six-school' trophy meetings, winning one and coming third in the other. The fac t that more schools would like to enter these meetings than can be catered for, is proof both of their popularity and the high calibre of competition involved. The season began with the North London Grammar Schools' compe tition , in which the most successful section was the third-fourth year group, which came narrowly third. This age-group was to feature prominently in the later events, as Gary Hurst (Long Jump), Keith Bennett (200m), Colin Briden (400m) were excellent fourth year athletes , whilst Paul Read (High Jump), Godfrey Matthew (Hurdles and Triple Jump) and Michael Gowers (Sprints) were excellent third years. The latter three broke school records in helping win the Oakfield Third Year Championship and combined with Tony Hilditch to break a relay record which had stood since 1963. In the Junior Section, Stephen Sims, James Chambers, Stephen Mann and Douglas Marks were consistent team members, but the outstanding performer was Gary James, who set school records for 400m and 800m, won two East London titles, was undefeated on the track in his own age group and was placed second in the London Third Year 800m. Next season Gary has very good prospects of representing London in the National Schools' Athletic championships, especially as he is very will ing to work hard to achieve his successes on the track.

The Amateur Athletic Association r school athletes with Five Star as the This is an excellent means of measu in the country in this nation-wide co letes in Raine's under this scheme w flveS~

First Year P. Shaw J. Barrett D. Lodemore A. Simpson

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Second Year G.James

Third Year P. Read G. Matthew M. Gowers J. Stevens

Fourth Year G. Hurst C. Briden K. Craven K. Bennett

The first year athletes capped a fine season by winning their section of the Oakfield trophy meeting, and also winning five East London titles. Tony Simpson came very close to Gary James's record times in the 200m and 400m; Paul Shaw broke the school record for lOOm, in win ning East London and Oakfield titles; David Grout won similar 800m titles and David Lodemore was outstanding over the hurdles. John Barrett (1500m), Keith Foord (400m), Nicholas Beeson (lOOm and Relay), Stephen Silverlock (Discus) and John Wyatt (Javelin) are also very promising athletes who supported the school team throughout the sea son.

FIVE STAR ATHLETIC AWARDS

eason, and although no major chame usual high standard of performance :lcal and county competitions. The )phy meetings, winning one and c t that more schools would like to catered for, is proof both of their competition involved.

London Grammar Schools' compe ul section was the third-fourth year .. This age-group was to feature s Gary Hurst (Long Jump), n (400m) were excellent fourth year ump), Godfrey Matthew (Hurdles and ; (Sprints) were excellent third years. or ds in helping win the Oakfield nbined with Tony Hilditch to break nce 1963.

s , James Chambers, Stephen Mann

nt team members, but the outstanding 5et school records for 400m and 800m, ndefeated on the track in his own age ,e London Third Year 800m. Next ,cts of representing London in the onships, especially as he is very will .cce s ses on the track.

The Amateur Athletic Association runs an athletic competition for school athletes with Five Star as the top award and Four Star the next. This is an excellent means of measuring standards against the best in the country in this nation-wide competition and the outstanding ath letes in Raine's under this scheme were as follows: Five Star

First Year P. Shaw J. Barrett D. Lode more A. Simpson Second Year G. James

Four Star N. Beeson K. Foord D. Grout S. Amor M. Baker S. Edmonds J. Wyatt S. Silverlock R. Taylor K. Harvey S. Sims S. Mann

J. Chambers D. Marks P. Wilkinson Third Year P. Read G. Matthew M. Gowers J. Stevens

D.Hayes A.Hilditch A.Purvis

Fourth Year G. Hurst C. Briden K. Craven K. Bennett

G. Bishop R. Reid H.L.

ine season by winning their section ld also winning five East London titles. Gary James's record times in the :he school record for lOOm, in win e s ; David Grout won similar 800m t s tanding over the hurdles. John m) , Nicholas Beeson (lOOm and Relay), Ihn Wyatt (Javelin) are also very the school team throughout the sea-

Rugby THE FIRST FIFTEEN

The first fifteen had a better seas 0 losing most of last year's backs an who left school last summer. The nE good start to the season. They did , consistently a little before Christm that the team lost five of the first s e of the last seven matches. The for season.

Team members and reserves were 1 Cable, G. Chappell , Clarke, Ellis, EVE Kirby, Lewzey, D. Lloyd , G. Lloyd. 1\ Parker.

The captain was Colin Johannesen,_ Frank Ford scored some very good cross-kick from Gary Lloyd or Te tion resulted in Frank's scoring two defeated 10- 6. None of the team went to county tr i Michael Cable and Michael Murphy this year's East London team aga ' Full rugby colours were received b and Ford. Match Analysis

UNDER FI F TE E NS This was not a very satisfactory se quently failed to turn up, and there f ning of the season, five players wer. East London. They were J. Adsheac J. Newman. Gary Hurst played for

Rugby

The first fifteen had a better season than expected this year, after losing most of last year's backs and two or three very good forwards, who left school last summer. The new set of backs did not make a very good start to the season. They did, however, begin to play well and more consistently a little before Christmas. This is reflected by the fact that the team lost five of the first seven matches, but went onto win fiv e of the last seven matches. The forwards played well for most of the season.

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The captain was Colin Johannesen, Nigel Parker was vice-captain. Frank Ford scored some very good tries, sometimes assisted by a cross-kick from Gary Lloyd or Terry Everson; this effective combina 足 tion resulted in Frank's scoring two tries against East Ham, whom we defeated 10- 6.

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Full rugby colours were received by Johannesen, Parker , Burton, Cable and Ford. Match AnalYSis

P. 14

W. 7

D. 0

L. 7

F. 216

A. 190

Colin Johannesen , VI U UNDER FIFTEENS This was not a very satisfactory season for us because players fre足 quently failed to turn up, and therefore we played short. At the begin足 ning of the season, five players went on tour to Wales , representing East London. They were J. Adshead, S. Coughlan, A. Giles, G. Hurstand J. Newman. Gary Hurst played for Essex twice this season.

Many new players, who had not played in teams since their first year, joined the side during the season. We won our first match against Tottenham by 30-16 , but lost our next match against Sweyne by 32-4, and continued this inconsistent form throughout the season. The team was selected from the following: S. COllghlan (capt.), Giles , D. Knibbs, Hurst, Adshead, J. Newman, Gittos, Reid, Gibbins, White, Briden, Richardson, Hardie, Webb, C. Smith, Hawkins, Bishop and Thake. We should like to thank Mr Long and Mr Barnes for all their help during the season. Match Analysis

P. 16

W. 8

D. 2

L. 6

F. 279

A. 319

Stephen Coughlan, IVG UNDER FOURTEE NS Members of the team pulled themselves together after a defeat against Tottenham at the beginning of the season, and went on to win many great victories against other tea ms. We would like to thank Mr. Long and Mr. Ernes for all the time and effort they have put in to improve our side. Anthony Cable, IIIW UNDER THIRTEENS Our team did not have a very successful season this year, for we were defeated oftener than we won. Despite this, the team continued to do its best and produced some good players, especially Sims and Dixon who were very good try scorers. We owe thanks to Mr Long and Mr Hudson for helping us with rugby.

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ayed in teams since their first year, We won our first match against pext match against Sweyne by 32-4, rm throughout the season. I

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MAGAZINE AND AMENITIES ACCOUNT SCHOOL FUND ACCOUNT SCHOOL YEAR 1972/ 73 EXPENDITURE

RECEIPTS

Magazine Hobbs and Co Less donations

Balances B/ F General Account} School Outings Governors' Donation Account

469.17 15.58 92.12

576.87

Pupils' Contributions Autumn Term 1972 Spring Term 1973 Summer Term 1973

232.75 230.45 227.45

690.65

Contributions to outings Boulogne (Seconds) Fishbourne (Thirds) Colchester (Firsts ) Fares - Games

Refreshments - Games match! Expenses - Games (Referees, entries, kit etc ) Loss on Drinks Machine Less pupils' contributions Balances ci f General Account Governors' Donation £1267.52

It is expected that the magazine for 1972/ 73 will cost approximately £300.

It is proposed to put a sum of £200 i

r1 ENITIES ACCOUNT

:OUNT

EXPENDITURE

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469.17 15.58 92 . 12 232. 75 230.45 227.45

Magazine Hobbs and Co Less donations 576.87

690.65

Contributions to outings Bou1ogne (Seconds) Fishbourne (Thirds) Colchester (Firsts)

12.40 6.00 24.94

43.34 195.08

Refreshments - Games matches

30.45

Expenses - Games (Referees, entries, kit etc)

48.28 139.34

Less pupils' contributions Balances c i f General Account Governors' Donation

10.00

129.34

488.76 92.12 --

580.88 £1267.52

£1267 . 52

240. 15

Fares Games

Loss on Drinks Machine

or 1972/ 73 will cost approximately £300.

245.75 5.60

It is proposed to put a sum of £200 in a deposit account.