St Gerards School, Haverton Hill

Bill Burnett has written his memories of his time at St. Gerard’s school for my album project and I thought it may be an idea to use his words. Bill was at the school in the early to mid 1950s.

‘There were just four classrooms in the school with folding partition ‘walls’ between them; infants at one end, the seniors at the other. When the folding partitions were opened up a fair sized space was created, which had been used in the past for Sunday mass; though I don’t remember it being used for that purpose while I was there. Miss McNamee took the infants, Mrs McGloghlan took the next class, then Mr Carroll took the third class, and finally the headmaster Mr. Morrisey took the senior class. I have a clear memory of my first day at school and being paired with another boy – his name long forgotten – who was very tearful after his mum had left. We were given a toy ‘shop’ to play with. At some point in the proceedings Miss McNamee asked if anyone could count to more than 10. My hand shot up and I confidently counted 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, Jack, Queen, King, Ace; my parents and grandparents were keen card players and I was all too familiar with the hierarchy of a pack of cards! Miss McNamee was highly amused but my mother was mortified when she told her. On another occasion we had an inspector visiting the school he wrote the initials B.Sc on the chalk board and he asked if anyone knew what they stood for. Muggins responded with “British Sugar Corporation”. Well – at that time if you went shopping and bought sugar it came in blue paper bags with British Sugar Corporation printed on the side; a reasonable mistake to make I think.

Behind the school there was a playground with a toilet block and to the side a sloping playing field, which was out of bounds in wet weather.
The lower part of this field was largely devoid of grass and after rain we would often find small coloured patches on the surface of the mud, indicating that there was a metallic object buried beneath. These would be eagerly dug up in the hope of finding a coin. In those days we used to have free milk delivered to the school in 1/3 pint bottles. In the winter the milk often froze and pushed the foil top off leaving the creamy top part sticking out of the bottle – ice cream!’

Courtesy of Bruce Coleman and Bill Burnett.

Stockton and Billingham Technical College, Going, Going, Gone c2003

These photographs were taken by my late uncle, Albert Abbott, they show the demolition of the Technical College on Finchale Avenue in Billingham in 2003.

Many thousands of people passed through this establishment learning scientific, engineering and artistic skills and went on to many different occupations, teaching, acting, engineering and much more besides.

As a child I remember it being built and it was a terrific playgound for young boys, heaps of sand and gravel, piles of bricks and holes filled with water,we could get dirty and damp within a few hundred yards of our homes, sheer magic.

In later years I did evening classes there, night school as we called it, at both the Billingham and Oxbridge sites and also went to the theatre a number of times, including the opera ‘Don Pasquale’ with my school music club, my first and last foray into the world of opera.

It had most likely past its usefulness with the rise of University education for all and a lesser requirement for technical skills as industry faded away and administration and service work increased, still, it is always sad to see something you have grown up with disappear forever.

Photographs and details courtesy of Bruce Coleman.

Head Pupils at Billingham North Juniors c1954

Back Row from left to right: David Clish (Head Boy), The infamous Mr Phillips (Headmaster), Billy Davidson (Deputy Head Boy).

Front Row from left to right: Pauline Jackson (Head Girl) and Eileen Alderson (Deputy Head Girl).

David Clish became a doctor, both Pauline Jackson and Eileen Alderson became teachers, the latter appears in the Billingham Roseberry Teachers photograph on this site.

I am sure there are many visitors to this site who will remember Mr Phillips unusual military style of running a school. This photograph of the head pupils at Billingham North School was loaned to me by Pauline Jackson.

Details courtesy of Bruce Coleman.

Hardwick Secondary Modern School c1960s

A view of Hardwick Secondary Modern School taken sometime in the mid 1960’s. The school opened in 1963 as a mixed school but later became the girls school in 1967 and then the lower school in September 1973 when the name changed to Sheraton Comprehensive. Saint James court now stands on the site.

I believe the children in the photograph are Ian Smith and Michael Overton who now of course will be in their 50’s.

Photograph and details courtesy of Peter Jordison.

Billingham C of E School, 1952

This is one of a number of images loaned to me by Pamela Botcherby, her father was headmaster at the Church school on Billingham Green from 1947 until about 1960.

Back Row: Arthur McAleery, Peter Shiel, David Appleyard, Derick Coyle, Lorraine Angel, David Worrell.

Middle Row: John Gibbons, Donald Lee, Michael Garside, John Harrison, David Allison, Ian McLaine, Eric Langford, Roy Sigsworth, Michael Lampton.

Front Row: David Robinson, Olive Buckley, Wendy Oughton, -?- Craggs, Ann Fishburn, Hilary Fletcher, Betty Stafford, Pamela Botcherby, Pauline Ayles, Margery Wood, Peter Moon. The teacher is Miss Win Gibson.

As you can see there is only one name not known, it may be that somebody may know this young lady…

Courtesy of Bruce Coleman.

Blyth Valley writer Barry Stone, Oxbridge Lane School c1995

For 2 weeks in February 1995, Blyth Valley writer Barry Stone was writer-in-residence at Oxbridge Lane Primary School, Stockton. During that time pupils, parents and teachers were encouraged to write poems on the them of ‘Children’s Games’. A poetry booklet titled ‘Dress Rehearsals’ was produced.

Photographs courtesy of Margaret Williams, teacher at Oxbridge Primary School from 1972 – 1998.