Excavating another old thread here, apologies all these mentions of Count Creep doing it.
reminiscing, or ruminating,whatever, I live in a very rural area indeed, and can go weeks without seeing anyone other than the postman.
Roads chokka with Glastonbury nonsense this week.
On our house trip to Belgium in 1963 one of the boys a Peter Dunnicliffe got into difficulties while swimming in the River Meusse.
I knew that lad, he lived in Fransfield grove, off Kirkdale, an odd boy, troubled mentally I think. Story we heard was that he had been mucking about all morning pretending to be drowning, so when he really was, he drowned,they had all got fed up with his antics.
I'm sure it would have been earlier than 1963? 62 maybe?
He was prone to run away from home, think his father was absent, one day on the way to school we met him,off again, he had a bag full of tinned food,but no tin opener, and a handful of his mums premium bonds, when we pointed out he could not actually use them as cash, he ate them all.
Unhappy boy.
Yogi Behrens was the barsteward who used a javelin on my backside instead of a cane.
I did not know till much later that ('Count Creep' ) was related to the author of Just William, my boyhood hero,still got a full set of those books.
this nutty woman who used to shout at the school during the day,
Nutty is a harsh word. Poor woman got a very bad deal from the "socialist"
Lewisham council/LCC, I remember she had a dog with crippled back legs that she used to exercise in a wheeled frame, and get jeered at by the mob in school.
Her and her husband both elderly,lived opposite the school in a big Victorian house, they had lived through the war years and several very near misses from flying bombs, no doubt doing their bit, they were very well spoken, only to be bullied and yes, persecuted because they fought the compulsory purchase orders so beloved of Lewisham council, whose social conscience has always been selective.
I think her house was the last one standing in the road of its type.
SE london has lost a lot in those clearance schemes,just so they could build new slums
A lot coming back now, re Miss Vaughan-Jones, I forget what teacher, daniel Boon ? took us into Mayow park one summer afternoon for an open air and pointed out miss V-J and another equally vertically challenged music teacher necking like mad on the grass, they were both about 4'10 tall and were also caught getting it on under the stage once.
Paul Davis or Davies also lived in Fransfield Grove, he and I would play truant together, again never caught because we'd be in the West End going around the big stores choosing furniture and soft furnishings...
........the notion of "gay" did not enter the heads of 15yr olds in those days; [I'm not, but when I met him a year after leaving, he obviously was] 
It was rumoured that just before I went there Ashbee had had a good hiding off two returning Teddy boy types in revenge.
Any 1950s Kelvin Grove bods here?
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