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In the early years, the school was especially proud of its canteen, which many interested people visited because it was a model example. There was a good variety of dishes, ensuring that "Nothing is repeated more than once a fortnight". The girls sat at well laid tables, grace was said and neatly uniformed servers and waiters dispensed the food, first to the staff and then the pupils.
The extensive playing fields were shared by the boys' and girls' schools but there was a definite (although invisible) boundary line down the middle to separate the sexes. Some girls engaged in the unapproved activity of performing hand stands, which displayed their thick brown elasticated knickers. This was condemned as "disgusting behaviour" by the Headmistress, Mrs Price.
The uniform has always been brown. However, compulsory hats and regulation underwear are now thing of the past!

Janice later moved on to Bexley Technical High School for Girls Townley Road and had many interesting lessons such as Art and Music at Hall Place an historic building with wonderful gardens taken over by the school in the 1950's.
Our uniform was grey pleated skirts, grey blazers and a maroon blue and grey tie., light blue summer dresses. It's incredible to think that this continues today after 50 years, there were very strict rules about shoes and socks and the PE uniform.Prefects used to stand at the top of Townley Road monitoring our uniform as we got off the bus to make sure we were 'correctly' dressed for school. One day I was having my black school shoes repaired so I walked down the road in my bright pink suede shoes, my name was called out in assembly and I was summoned up on the stage to be reprimanded and humiliated by the headmistress in front of the whole school. I got detention and was made to wear my black plimsolls for the rest of the day, a note was sent to my parents telling them to never allow such a thing again.
I am amazed to see that after 50 years the dress code, especially shoes, is just as stringent today (perhaps even more so !)

"Shoes should be black leather (or synthetic leather) with heels less than 5cm high and must not be above the ankle bone. Laces should be black. For safety reasons canvas shoes, beaded slippers, mules, platforms, sling back and open-toed shoes are not permitted. In bad weather boots may be worn to and from school, but must be changed to shoes while in school"

During the 1957 bus strike I cycled to school and back every day along the busy A2 (Rochester Way) on my new bike from Dartford to Bexleyheath, this certainly wouldn't be possible today!

The Tech is now Townley Grammar School For Girls , see link click to view

SCHOOL MEMORIES

I also went to Wentworth School like Janice in 1953 but it wasn't suitable for me.
When I was at Boarding School the teacher played 'Clematine' repeatedly on his banjo and we sang the song hundreds of times. Every weekend we had film shows and one weekend they showed 'A tale of two cities' I hated it so much that I felt like behaving very badly so I would get banned from seeing the weekend films for a few weeks.
My duty every morning at the school was to stand to attention outside the headmaster's study and when he called me in I had to turn over his calender on the wall.
The only boy I got to like in all my years there was Ivan Cooper. He got killed on his push bike in the first two weeks he had left school, I never got over this and never rode a push bike or motor bike after I left school.
Once a year at school we went camping in tents - I hated that very much.
We also did cross country running around Hythe.
The jobs I had at school were making my own bed, cleaning my shoes and those of the prefects, laying the dining room tables and being a waiter to the teachers.
My memories aren't very happy ones.
As soon as I left school I was made to go on the bus to Gravesend to sign on at the labour exchange. One Thusday some Irish boys beat me up. After an assessment I was admitted to the Maudsley Hospital in London - this was one of the worst experiences in my life.
I also did a lot of gardening and mum and dad thought of getting me an allotment to keep me occupied.
From 1962 to 1964 I went to youth clubs but I did not like them.
Mum and dad also sent me to dancing lessons for my coordination and swimming once a week, I prefered this to dancing as I could do it on my own. In the summer I went on the bus on my own to Dartford open air pool.
I was sent to elocution lessons once a week which I hated as I stuttered and couldn't say my 'R's' but there are people on the television now much worse than I was.
The first time I went to the cinema on my own was in 1963 to see Cliff Richard in Summer Holiday

WORK MEMORIES

My first job was delivering milk early in the mornings.
In 1964 I had four weeks at Egham Woodlea Assessment Centre. I travelled there and back on a single decker bus. The main job I did there was making virgin soil. I had six months at Darenth Valley Training Centre and for four months worked at the flag making factory which I hated very much
The best day of my life was when dad bought Stone Pharmacy on 16th July 1962 which meant I never had to go out to work again. Mum and dad retired on 1st March 1991 when dad was 81 and mum was in poor health, she had her first heart attack on 13th May 1989. I continued to work there for the new owners until 2nd January 2001 when I was 55 and retired myself and my parents had both died.
I used to make up all the cough mixtures and stomach mixtures, count the pills, check all the invoices, wash all the medicine bottles and once I could drive deliver the prescriptions to the elderly and housebound, including the oxygen cylinders to all the old men who had worked in the cement factories - now all dead.
I used to do the banking in Dartford every week and pop into Marks and Spencers with a shopping list where I knew all the staff.
I miss all this very much and now seem to be surrounded with nurses and carers. The last time I went on a bus was 30th March 2002. But most of all I miss not having a car as everyone likes talking about cars even if they only have an old banger in the garden and it gives something of interest to talk about.
Alastair

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