Monday’s visit to my first school, York College for Girls, represented the completion of another of my “Time to Change” challenges to raise mental health awareness–the 82nd out of my list of 100. The following day, I was able to join the Facebook group for former pupils (boys were able to attend the school until the age of eight, despite the name suggesting otherwise).
My time at York College spanned 1968-1972, and I duly posted a couple of photos from 1971, when the Duke and Duchess of Kent visited the school. As a slight digression, one of the earlier challenges was to “receive a letter from a member of the Royal Family”, and back in 2014, the Duke of Kent sent a lovely reply to my letter enclosing the photographs from that trip to York.
Anyway, I was asked if I had any memories to share from those years at York College. I was 7 (nearly 8) when I left; I’m 52 now and I struggle remembering what I did last month, let alone forty-something years ago. The memories I do have seem both random and trivial, but maybe they’ll strike a chord... each of the following starts “I remember…”
And finally, an entry from an old schoolbook dated 25th January 1971. I’ve not made any alterations to my spelling, which is a little bit iffy in places… I was six; give me a break! If I’d been seven, it would have been almost perfect (especially if I’d been to Prague on the weekend in question):
“On Saturday I played football and I got very dirty and I kept telling Mummy to get the rolled oats to make some biscuits. When I had played football I went in to have tea. I had a biscuit called crunch. On Sunday I watched soccer and it was York City versus Southampton and six goals were scored. In the second half when Ron Hillyard the goalkeeper had let a goal in number nine of Southampton whos name was Rob Davis scored the second. So it was 2-0 to Southampton then 2-1 3-1 3-2 and last of all a magnifisant header by Paul Aimson got the equliseng goal so it was 3 all and York again have to play Southampton. And I supose that even if Southampton win nobody will forget that day when York drew against Southampton.”
Richard... Jack of some trades... you can guess the rest