Brian and FHB's School.

I think Mr Haswell was (or became) house master of Shackelton. (Green ribbon on blazer) Yes, old double decker buses taking us to the sports fields for cross country along the Sidcup Bypass and then through the (very muddy) woods. I think it was the fear of "Taff" Davies that drove me to the finish! For a couple of days afterwards, I could hardly go up and down stairs because my legs ached so much...

I do remember Dr Babcock when I first started, he had quite a fearsome reputation, but I think he left and then Stanbury took over the role of Deputy head. Potter was headmaster for the duration of my attendance. I know that Stanbury went on several visits to the Galapagos Islands (quite something then) because he would tell us all about his travelling tales during assembly. Actually, FHB's went on some really good house camps then including to the USA and Russia.

I was never taught by Mr Johnson because I did French rather than German and my french teacher was actually... french! We struggled with the french and she struggled with the english... it made for "interesting" lessons to say the least. Not quite sure who ended up teaching who.

We had a Mr Howes for Drama. We called him "Bunny" Howes because of his "Bugs" like front teeth. He was a tolerant sort of man, which was just as well really because none of us took drama the least bit seriously!

Also used to do cycling at Herne Hill (banked) cycle track... fixed wheel and no brakes! We had some horrendous pile ups...

Happy days eh?