Sept 2004, Southbourne, with Joyce and Basil Ratcliffe
Wednesday, September 15, 2004
Memories of Sunday Afternoon Teas in the late Sixties ....
Sept 2004, Southbourne, with Joyce and Basil Ratcliffe
Confession with Father Poure
Imagine the scene. Thirty to fourty boys all kneeling in the chapel, each waiting in dread his turn to enter the confessional. Behind the little door and the wire divider sat the man with the loudest voice in Christendom.
"Bless me father, for I have sinned ...." was the whispered plea.
"SPEAK UP YOU STUPID BOY" thundered Pongo from behind the wire.
"I had impure thoughts four times ......" in as low a voice as possible.
"IMPURE THOUGHTS HOW MANY TIMES" Pongo shouted back.
"Four times, Father ......"
NEWMAN (substitute Creagh, Runyard, Serrao, Murphy or any other name you like ) ...... YOU ARE A DISGUSTING BOY. WHO DID YOU HAVE IMPURE THOUGHTS ABOUT ? TELL ME EXACTLY WHAT HAPPENED ........."
And so it went on and on and on ...................................................
Out in the chapel, every word was heard by the thirty nine other boys there, each one giggling at my pain, but also knowing that he would suffer exactly the same humiliation very shortly...........
"Bless me father, for I have sinned ...." was the whispered plea.
"SPEAK UP YOU STUPID BOY" thundered Pongo from behind the wire.
"I had impure thoughts four times ......" in as low a voice as possible.
"IMPURE THOUGHTS HOW MANY TIMES" Pongo shouted back.
"Four times, Father ......"
NEWMAN (substitute Creagh, Runyard, Serrao, Murphy or any other name you like ) ...... YOU ARE A DISGUSTING BOY. WHO DID YOU HAVE IMPURE THOUGHTS ABOUT ? TELL ME EXACTLY WHAT HAPPENED ........."
And so it went on and on and on ...................................................
Out in the chapel, every word was heard by the thirty nine other boys there, each one giggling at my pain, but also knowing that he would suffer exactly the same humiliation very shortly...........
That's a Prayer Book ........
Sept 2004, Dartmoor, it all came back so easily
There's a prize for the best suggestion as to what he's praying for ......
Some hangover ............
We stayed in Ponsworthy for 4 days and each downed 32 pints of the local ale.
The only reason we were able to do that is that we negotiated a special cash discount on the price of the pint. The landlord bowed to our threat to decamp to the pub up the road, and charged us 30p less per pint than he charged anyone else .......!!
The only reason we were able to do that is that we negotiated a special cash discount on the price of the pint. The landlord bowed to our threat to decamp to the pub up the road, and charged us 30p less per pint than he charged anyone else .......!!
Thursday, August 26, 2004
From Western Canada
August 2004, Nick and Linda Serrao - good to hear from you again Nick, stay in touch.
Sunday, July 25, 2004
Wednesday, June 16, 2004
Tuesday, June 15, 2004
Wednesday, May 26, 2004
Tuesday, May 25, 2004
The Bookshop at the Crossroads
May 2004, Kevin Murphy, Tony Hamilton, Richard Creagh
Every time we've been back, we called in to Tony and he's always had the kettle on.
He showed us a whole load of stuff relating to when the bottom field was an aerodrome, and about when Rolls of Rolls Royce flew his plane there and was killed.
There's a memorial now down on the bottom field.
See the photos below.
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