The Goldonian

Spring 1962


LOOKING BACK these last couple of months on the films we've seen in the gymnasium, I can sincerely say that they have been the best
and most varied selection that I can remember in my Stay at Goldings.
We started the new year with The Lady is a Square. This film portrayed Frankie Vaughan who acted a dual personality as a butler and a
The Rise and Fall of Legs Diamond concerned a young hot head who decided that he was going to become a gangster. He also decided that
the only way to avoid being reprimanded by the law for his crimes was to steal from fellow crooks. This obviously led to his downfall for
he made many enemies in the underworld and was eventually eliminated.
After this we had a string of films that were exceptionally good, among them, The Silver Chalice, The Good. Companions, The Command
and The Moonraker.
Lullaby of Broadway, in my humble opinion, was one of the top films of the term if you like musicals. If, on the other hand you prefer an
action packed drama, perhaps The Siege of Pinchgot would be more memorable.
I am sure that most of you who have seen Mr. Roberts will go along with me when' I say that this film was one of the wittiest and funniest
we've had here for years.
The Burning Hills turned out to be a western starring Tab Hunter and Natalie Wood. This was quite a good film but parts of it were highly
Just for the record, I have heard from the person responsible for selecting our films that we have got some even better ones next season.
Incidently our selector is also our projectionist and, I might add, the editor of this magazine and I'm sure that all readers will agree that
we've all a lot to thank him for.
The fee for this article will not be disclosed.

'RISE AND SHINE'. Every morning this is the way we're greeted as Mr. Newton does his rounds at 7.15 a.m. A couple of boys hurry to get up
and get to the sink for their morning 'sprinkle'. Others try to have a couple of minutes longer in bed, but aren't usually successful as Mr. Newton
knows it all. The 'early boy' and the 'toaster' go down stairs to the warm paradise of the kitchen to get our breakfast laid up. Mrs. Kemp then
asks the 'early boy' to 'ring Mr. Newton and bash the gong'. We crawl down the stairs and settle down in our seats for breakfast.
'Can we say grace?' Mr. Newton says 'For what we . . . ' 'Amen', and breakfast has begun.
After breakfast, into the common room to 'light-up' and sit down until 8.30 when we go to work. 'Half-past; coming up?' and everyone
enthusiastically(?) rushes off to work.
Passing the Waterford bus stop a few 'good mornings' with a few put on smiles are exchanged. Three boys pass on their bikes and shout such
things as 'woop' and "ning'. Up Goldings Lane and down the drive into the Printing Department. 'I'm in, Mr. Stevenson' utter a few people so
as to be marked on the time sheet. Then we all settle down to work until our 10.30 a.m. break when once again it's 'light-up' time. 'Fags' finished,
it's back to work until 12.15 p.m. when we trundle up to the School for dinner. Usually we sit for 15 minutes in the wind-tunnel type corridor
until cookhouse is blown.
After dinner it's time for our game of football. No one is willing to take the responsibility of picking a team and the usual remarks of 'I picked
up yesterday (or three weeks ago) so it's someone else's turn'. But eventually the teams are picked and we're off. 'Goal' someone shouts, 'never,
it hit the post' (usually a pile of jackets) so there is a dispute over that. 1.25 p.m. so it's back to work, where half an hour is usually spent
'cooling off'. At 3 p.m. back down for a smoke, and then work again until 5 o'clock.
Tea is usually at 5.30 p.m. and then after tea we retire to the common room and wonder what to do with ourselves until 'lights-out' at 11 p.m.
Some go up to the Club, others (the luckier ones) go to the pictures, while the rest either watch TV or listen to records. Two nights a week we
go dancing so there's no trouble there. 'Who's going to help get the supper up?' someone asks. No reply so he does it himself. 'Suppers ready'
and everyone jumps up for dining room. 'Arter you with the grog', 'Pass the marg', come the requests. Then back to the common room, until
10.45 p.m.
'Right-ho lads', Mr. Newton says, and everybody drags themselves up to bed. 'Good night all', and another day at The Verney comes to an end.
But nevertheless, it's a grand life (if you don't worry).



Duke of Edinburgh Award Scheme

SEVEN YEARS ago the Duke of Edinburgh, with the assistance of many experts, devised a scheme in his name which offered young people
between the ages of fourteen and nineteen years a challenge. The important difference between this challenge and any other devised for
youngsters, is that it is not competitive, one does not have a pace maker or someone else to beat, it is simply a personal challenge to those two
parts of our conscience which only ourselves can wrestle with, the one that tells us we are not giving of our best and the other which keeps
suggesting we take the easy way and helps us to find excuses in an effort to justify our lazyness and for not participating.
The scheme has also been a challenge to me, and for the past year an awful lot of work has gone into the preparation of activities, obtaining
and accumulating kit and equipment, particularly for the expedition. We are now established as a club and really working for a goal—who I
wonder will be our first bronze medallist? The effort has got to be yours, although a number of people are prepared to make an effort on your
behalf if you are keen. Already much has been done. The Headmaster has given the lead with assistance regarding the purchasing of kit.
Matron's department has subscribed generously in catering for our hiking expeditions, and making and repairing camping kit. Trade masters
are ready to instruct and judge for the various pursuits and hobbies. The School is ready and waiting for those with the academic pursuits.
The challenge is yours, if you wish to participate you simply have to seek out all the assistance you require. It is here in 'Goldings Challenge
Club', our motto being, 'You seek, we'll supply.'
R. N.

THE HERTFORD and .District Table Tennis season has just ended and our record this season—Played 22, Won 5, Lost 13, Drawn 4, Points 14
seems pretty dismal when we remember that we won the league last season, but it is not as bad as it looks, in fact I am quite pleased. At the end
of last season the prospects of having a team at all for this season seemed grim, but we had the services of Alec Dale, Clifford Sainsbury, and
Wilbert Workman; then when Alec left Michael Glendenning stepped in, all these boys played well and gained invaluable experience as the
season progressed.
The Inter-House Competition brought a fresh interest in the game and was keenly contested apart from Aberdeen who swept the board in both
senior and junior events, the other houses were evenly matched. The results were as follows:
MacAndrew 5, Pelham 4; Aberdeen 8, Somerset 1, Cairns 6, Pelham 3; Aberdeen 7, Cairns 2; Somerset 6, MacAndrew 3; Aberdeen 7,
Pelham 2; Cairns 6, MacAndrew 3; Somerset 7, Pelham 2; Somerset 7, Cairns 2; Aberdeen 7, MacAndrew 2; Winner: Aberdeen.
Aberdeen 9, Cairns 0; Somerset 5, Pelham 4; Aberdeen 9, MacAndrew 0; Cairns 5. Somerset 4; Pelham 5, MacAndrew 4; Pelham 6,
Cairns 3; Aberdeen 8, Somerset 1; Cairns 5, MacAndrew 4; Aberdeen 8, Somerset 1; Cairns 5,
Aberdeen 8, Pelham 1; Somerset 7, MacAndrew 2; Winner: Aberdeen.
The prospects for next season are not too rosy but the interest created by the Inter-House Competition has unearthed a few juniors who could
easily develop into quite good players.
C S.

ST. GEORGE'S Boys' Club, of Enfield, proved too strong for our boys in the Eastern Divisional County Cup Final. Having beaten Ware
Spartans to reach this final, we were rather optimistic when we travelled to Enfield for this match, and this optimism was intensified at the kick-
off when St. George's could field only ten players. However, those ten were just too good for our eleven. Conditions were bad, but equally bad
for both sides so no excuse is offered.
Week after week it is apparent that our boys individually are no less skilled and no less fit than their opponents—it is a question of intelligent
play. Each and every player should be playing every minute of the game, seeking to position himself. In attack a player should attempt to
isolate himself from the opposing defence so that he has room to move and counteract the next move if he receives the ball. In defence a
player must position himself and anticipate likely moves towards his goal, and once in possession, should quickly pass to a more favourably
placed team-mate.
It is so easy to criticize from the touchline, but any criticism or suggestion is only made because we would like to' see our boys' obvious
individual talent welded into a united, enthusiastic team.
Our programme has been a very full one, seldom a vacant Saturday, and the competitions have been varied and interesting.
One incident should be recorded here. Our boys, playing on top field, were awarded a goal by the referee. Our forwards volunteered the
information that the ball had run out of play before it entered the net. The referee thanked them and altered his decision. Some people would
rate this poor gamesmanship, but I rate it very good sportsmanship.
Congratulations to W. Workman, who has played in every match this season, cup, league and friendlies.
Our league record to date is: Played 15, won 8, lost 6, drawn 1, goals for 57, goals against 36, points 17.
R. S.

BOXING NEWS THE FOLLOWING article was subscribed by Mr. Fred Verlander:
The Noble Art of Defence

Boxing is a scientific combat with the gloved fists according to a set of rules. It is one of our greatest National sports. It develops character,
physique, self-control, confidence and tolerance—all important qualities in the good citizen. It was not until the early part of the 18th Century
that Boxing became popular as a sport in the British Isles. Though the start of fist fighting in England coincided with the arrival of the Romans,
boxing as we know it really got under way with the acknowledgement of James Figg as first British Heavyweight King in 1719. Figg taught
'YE NOBLE SCIENCE OF DEFENCE.' In 1727 he had a noted rival in Ned Sutton of Gravesend, and they met for the Championship of
England. They fought with broadsword, cudgel and fists, and Figg won all three contests. Sutton not only lost, but he also sustained a broken
leg. During the interval the admiring spectators, who included many members of the aristocracy, old and young, treated the fighting men to a
bottle of port. Clearly, it was a rough but cheery age!
Through the heroic days, with a host of 'characters' like 'Little Wonder' (Tom Sayers), 'The Coachman' (George Stevenson), 'The Nailer'
(Bill Stevens), The Collier' (George Meggs), The Mighty Atom' (Jimmy Wilde) to the modern age of 'Homicide Hank' (Henry Armstrong',
The Brown Bomber' (Joe Louis), The Paddington Express' (Terry Downes). All these 'types' have added enormously to the possibilities of a
sport, which after all, can remain a sport in spite of the moral and financial pitfalls which envelop professionalism.
The old essential principle of straight hitting remains in spite of the prevalence of swinging. The straight way, in fact, always is the quickest
and best way to win, in more ways than one.
Mr. Verlander is a popular favourite with all of us and we all appreciate his interest in us and look forward to his visits. We were particularly
pleased to see Mrs. Verlander at our finals this year and hope she also becomes a 'regular'.
To add to Mr. Verlander's article might suggest he had not covered the subject on which he is an authority, but if I may be forgiven I should
like to 'high light' what I think is the 'punch' which is in the last paragraph. So often we hear the expression, 'sorting the men from the boys',
which, of course has nothing to do with age. Surely our own finals proved this. The chuckles and giggles which welcomed one or two of our
smaller chaps into the ring quickly changed to the more appropriate noise of respect, they entered as 'boys' but left as 'men', in their own opinion
as well as that of the boys in the audience. May I quote another old adage. 'A man's stature is measured by what he does with what he has.'
I hasten to add that although eighty boys boxed in the finals, almost every boy in the School boxed in the preliminaries, and those who did
compete represented 60 per cent, of the School, which by any standards is good, we are not short of 'men' material.
The opinion of many members of staff, particularly our older members, who have seen a good deal of boxing in the School, was that the
standard was quite high and that of our better boxers quite good.
Once again Mr. Verlander selected Glyn Parry as boxer of the year this is the third year that Glyn has collected the 'Alderman Brooks' Trophy.
Glyn was successful in winning a place in the semi-finals of the A.C.F. Boxing Championships at Aldershot. He narrowly lost what was a close
contest, but again if I may highlight Mr. Verlander's remarks about Glyn when he presented the trophy, Glyn has the potential of a good boxer
which can only be developed by hard training. More practice Glyn and next year we may have a finalist.
The best loser of the year was Eric Magellan, who well earned the 'Verlander Trophy'. Well done Eric, perhaps the winner's trophy next year.
The house boxers and indeed the points were well distributed this year bringing about the unusual position of Somerset being the overall
winners yet not gaining a trophy. The junior 'de Vischer Trophy' was one by Cairns, and the senior 'de Boeck Trophy' by Aberdeen.









ON SATURDAY, 17 March, the school football team travelled to Craven Cottage, the ground of Fulham F.C. to assist with a collection on
behalf of a fund administered by Richard Hearn (Mr. Pastry), which is devoted to providing swimming pools for spastic children.
The boys had a touch-line view of the game between Fulham and Sheffield United, a thrilling match with seven really good goals, 5-2 in
Fulham's favour.
At half-time the boys paraded around the pitch, holding sheets into which they encouraged the spectators to throw money. This proved quite a
hazardous task, and I wonder if the origin of the phrase 'give him a fourpenny one' can be associated with something similar. No fourpenny
pieces are minted today but the boys were certainly bombarded with, every type of coinage in use today, and two had cut heads (not serious).
Young ladies from a local swimming club also assisted with the collection; the collection amounted to £135, a useful contribution to so worthy
a cause.
R. S.

WATERLOO ! WHO has not been told by their history master or heard of Waterloo, 'for evermore a part of Britain on the Continent'? Here the
future of Europe was decided—for a while anyway!—on the 18th June, 1815.
The line-up was as follows:
The allied armies under C.-in-C. Duke of Wellington consisted of 630,000 men (mostly in reserve), English Army, Dutch-Belgian Army,
Austrian Army, and Prussian Army under 75-year-old General Blucher.
The French Army under Napoleon, 125,000 men, under the Generals Grouchy, Cambronne, Roguet, Christiani, Gerard and Marshal Ney.
Napoleon had escaped from Elbe Island, was welcomed by his soldiers in Paris who decided to follow him on his last 'outing'. The French
made their way to Charleroi, positioned themselves by and around Mont St. Jean. Wellington fell back on Waterloo, bent on blocking the way
to Brussels; he did not underestimate the fighting qualities and experience of the French side, but Napoleon thought Wellington an incapable
General and the English not good soldiers. The French were tired and hungry, without their bacon and eggs, no wonder they lost! It had also
rained which was much to their dislike. The actual battle, the main event, only lasted one day (although there had been a number of skirmishes
starting from I5th June) yet there had not been before or since such a big concentration of soldiers on so short a space of ground, fighting for
and with so much at stake, each side had all to win or lose. The fighting was face to face, like a football match but no referees or off-sides boys!
Fighting was ferocious, bloody, and terrible, no quarter given or asked for by both sides. In the final rout, the French were being pursued and
were killing each other rather than surrender. The real turning point of battle came when Napoleon thought that the troops he saw coming were
his own under General Grouchy, instead they turned out to be the Prussians, Wellington having decided on a clean finish off, pursued the
remnants of the enemy so the Giants, as the enemy were, were now brought to heel, and as Wellington's orders 'were 'we shall win, we have to
win, this is the moment to finish off Boney'.
In a space of field approximately 2 half miles x three quarters mile, there were 49,000 soldiers dead! The allies lost 22,000, the French 27,000
and 8,000 prisoners. Napoleon escaped, to be exiled at St. Helena Isle, to_die in 1821. 'Waterloo was won on the fields of Eton' it has been
said, no doubt because many officers were educated there.
Lion on the Mount. Erected on the site where the Prince of Orange was wounded, this dominates the battle ground; on the mount are telescopes
and recordings of the main points of battle. Take your time going up, it is said to have been built by women!
Circular Museum. Circular colour painting of the battlefield, with all the regiments shown, a really big, well-done job, mostly by
French artists.
Hougoumont Farm. Only the chapel is left of the original castle; here 6,000 lost their lives, the castle changing hands many times over.
The British flag finally went up. The crucifix can be seen partly burnt in the chapel. Three hundred men were flung in the well, now blocked up.
This is a particularly sacred spot.
Caillou Farm (Museum). Napoleon's H.Q., here the emperor stayed the night of the I7th June, 1815.
Haie-Sainte Farm. An allied position of 1,000 men defending, only 42 survived, on Nivelles Road.
Mont. St. Jean Farm. Here Wellington rested on the night of I7th June, 1850, served as a hospital for allies. There, Belgian General
Van Merlen died of his wounds.
Papelotte Farm. An allied position, changed hands many times.
V. Hugo, the French writer often sat under the tilleuls trees.
Belle-Alliance Farm. Here Wellington and Bluicher shook hands and celebrated victory.
Waterloo Church. Here are memorial tablets to English officers and men, and a white marble bust of Wellington given by his family.
H.Q. of Wellington Here Wellington rested part of night of 17th June, 1815, opposite Waterloo Church. Interesting museum.
Observation Post of Napoleon. In a field, Napoleon watched progress of battle.
French Monument. Marks the spot where French army made last stand under General Cambronne, refusing to surrender. They died
gloriously, so saving honour of France.
Gordon Monument. Erected in 1817 by his family. Lt.-Col. Gordon, who was A.D.C. to Wellington, an iron ball taking off his leg. This
monument marks the level of the field before earth was taken to build the Lion Mount.
Prussian and Hanover Monuments— Victor Hugo Monument. This French poet and writer immortalized Waterloo in his books, and he
stayed one year at the Hotel de Colonnes, now a museum.
There it is, you can see the battle film at two cinemas, visit the Waxworks, buy a souvenir, send your picture postcard home, but without your
imagination you will little appreciate Waterloo. You need a full day's visit, so bring that along with you and if I am still about and free I shall
be pleased to guide any Goldings people around.
Advice to cricketers. Don't be too keen on playing with cannon balls, they really are very heavy! After all, it is possible, that this article might
influence those sporting types.

IT'S HAPPENED Man injured doing the twist.' This was front
page news in one of England's Sunday newspapers. So what! It's happened. Everyone knew it would happen. The public were warned about
physical exertion, and because someone oversteps the physical limit he makes front page news. Also there was the young man who after
attaining a world marathon twisting record (which has since been broken) spent the following day getting over it and found out he had lost his
job for not attending work. All this over the latest, maddest, craziest mixed-up dance craze—the Twist. Debs., Dukes, young and old, are all
'having a go', and enjoying themselves too. As with every new dance craze you get the individuals who disapprove. The Twist has been called
'a motion provoking sex'. What funny people we have in this world (or people with funny minds). Where they get that idea is only their own
business. Also with every new dance, records flood the markets, and the better ones get into the hit parade. Chubby Checker, who was supposed
to have started the Twist, has had the largest success record ways. His 'Let's Twist Again' topped the British hit parade also his first record The
Twist' was placed fairly high. Other artists such as Joey Dee and the Starliters, Sam Cooke, and Elvis Presley have also had twist records in the
hit parade. Probably the most appropriate title of this sort of record though is Max Bygrave's latest 'A Diabolical Twist'.
Jazz—now that's something that is really with it, with such artists as Messrs. Ball, Bilk, Barber, Lightfoot and not forgetting that mad, maniacal
mob, the Temperance Seven. Jazz experts will say that the above do not play true jazz. Well who's to worry, just as long as they keep producing
the 'sounds' we have heard on such records as 'Midnight in Moscow', 'March of the Siamese Children', 'King Kong', 'Stranger on the Shore' and '
You're Driving me Crazy'. Also we have had some modern jazz in the hit parade with 'Take Five' by Dave Brubreck. So whether the 'experts'
like it or not, this kind of jazz is here to stay.
Despite more and more criticism about rock 'n' roll, we might as well face it, 'it's in'. Perhaps not quite so much rock as ballads, but with new
faces and voices in the likes of Helen Shapiro, Bobby Vee, John Leyton, Karl Denver, Eden Kane, and Danny Williams to mention a few,
what's there to replace it? Nothing! Over the past year we have had the pleasure of seeing more British singers gaining places in the 'Top Ten'.
After a couple of years as an 'unknown' Billy Fury really hit it in 1961. Three of his records reached the Top Ten': 'Halfway to Paradise'
(which had the longest run-in the charts last year) 'Jealousy' and 'I'd never find another you'. Also latest Full of Tears' is at the moment
climbing steadily Elvis Presley as usual had a. great year, with everyone of his records reaching No 1 this will keep up nobody
knows. Our own Cliff Richard also had a No. 1 with the title song from the film The Young Ones. So with the quality of singers and songs
getting a lot better, who knows what we will have in 1962. Myself, I think 1962 will see the end of the 'twisting' craze, and jazz going even
higher. But the ballads (or rock 'n' roll) will still be there.



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