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Bob and Roma
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Thanks we had a great day out here in the Bahamas
29 May 2014
- Bahamas
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Dave
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Happy birthday to Bobby Macnamara.
Have a good one Bob from all of us.
28 May 2014
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Email recieved today from Ray Hillier
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Hi Dave
Thank you for passing on my e.mail to Pop, he has been in touch and it was brilliant to hear from him. I did not realise that he was in his 80's years of life. Once again I can't believe how time goes so quickly.
Dave just to say I read your story leading up to and joining Goldings. it made me laugh so much and could relate to all of it especially when the senior boys kindly lifted their legs for you to ronuk and polish the floor. ( Brilliant )
One of the things I remember was I used to miss meal after meal to avoid that bloody hair inspection, especially when I had got my hair looking perfect ( or I thought it was ) and when finally I got caught as we all did I would sit in that chair demanding that I only needed a slight trim and not too much off the fringe only to look in the mirror 10 mins later and find that my brilliant hair style was now lying on the floor in bits and about to be brushed up and thrown away. I am sure the gardener come hair dresser (I think his name was Mr. Greenall not sure) was hard of hearing as he never ever listened to any of my hairstyle requests.
Dave if you come into contact with Glynn Parry at anytime please can you forward to me his contact details with his permission.
This following story makes me laugh every time I think about it.
Goldings were invited to supply about a dozen boys to act as beaters for a local farmer on his pheasant shoot. As I was really into wild life and the countryside I volunteered to be a beater.
Our leader was a boy named Gordon Hughes who was a big lad and very strong and if you were to upset him you would surely know about it, at the same time he was a brilliant lad and I liked him a lot.
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20 May 2014
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So one Saturday we are in the woods making as much noise as possible in order to get the pheasants to fly up when suddenly a shot rang out missing good old Gordon by about 10 inches, with that Gordon totally went mad as it was against the rules of the shoot to fire backwards and below head height and Gordon felt strongly that, his life had been put in danger by this foolish gunman, who was subsequently banned there and then, never to be seen again.
However the best part of this story is as follows:
Every Saturday when the shoot had finished all the pheasants were collected up and a cock and hen were tied together creating a brace of pheasants. They were then hung up in the back of a open backed vehicle that also had bench seating for us boys as this was our transport back home where we were always dropped off at the main entrance of Goldings.
Dave please believe me the next part of this story I had nothing to do with it other than some minor assistance later on. As the vehicle gradually slowed down on its approach to the entrance to Goldings some of the lads took this as the signal to suddenly stand up and grab half a dozen brace of pheasants where they were literally launched over the Goldings wall and into the woods. The vehicle finally came to a halt and we all got out with the driver and his passenger thanking us so much for all our efforts and how much we were appreciated and could we please be there next Saturday at the same time, little did he know what was lying in the undergrowth of Goldings wood.
The vehicle then departed in the direction of Waterford village and we all departed into the direction of Goldings wood where including me Dave, carried out a search and rescue for the prized pheasants.
However after they were finally traced and collected up I never ever saw them again not even one feather and often wonder what happened to them as I do not remember ever sitting down in the Dining hall to a feast of freshly prepared and cooked pheasant. I suspect certain members of staff had that privilege or perhaps the lads had a private barbecue up on the top field.
Please take care Dave Ray Hillier
20 May 2014
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Dave
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Ray,thats a brilliant recollection of our time spent at Goldings, quiet a unique school when we now look back, not only was it our school but also our "house" with a large family!
As for Norman,if you remember he never stopped singing, and it was him that made me aware of a new group...The Beatles! and I thought at the time they have spelt "beatles" wrong.
Norman, I have since found out via Bobby Mac that he had a middle name "Washington" which must have been a reference to his backround. I have been unable to find Norman, but I do know he at the time lived in Leeds as I borrowed his flashy coat to go on leave and his mother insisted that it was returned, so Walall Social Service's made a special trip to my house to collect the coat and return it to Leeds. Lets have more stories from you all? Many thanks Ray...keep in touch.
18 May 2014
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