The Shield is really ours and I feel that my year has not been entirely unsatisfactory and we end with one more Cup, a shield, than we had last year. It was difficult to get up very much enthusiasm in … Continue reading
In prayers today John Gow never thinking what he was doing sang the wrong response. We fortunately backed him up and the School mumbled something. I was infuriated to hear Circuitt had had the cheek to ask Hobson when he … Continue reading
The question is answered: ‘Passed, 3rd Class, Pt II Previous’. ‘Oh! Brave we’ as Dr Johnson used to say, what a genius I am. Gray and Goodall likewise have passed. Grant’s won both the Senior and Junior Gym Competitions tonight, … Continue reading
My ÔÇ£professionalÔÇØ reputation was at stake this morning. Father came in first hour after Abbey and told me young Wright, the Clerk of the Works wished to see me. The Dean had sent him to me about some inscription in … Continue reading
I went to breakfast (not being able very well to get out of it) with Jardine this morning who has rooms in Park Street. Roxborough, an Old Carthusian whom I knew slightly as he was a friend of Boult‘s and … Continue reading
A struggle with a patent coffee-pot brought me into communication with my bedmaker Mrs Ward, a typical specimen reminding me of Mrs Crupp who ‘thanked ‘evin she ‘ad someone to care for at last!’ I went round in good time … Continue reading
Father not getting up to Early Prep I had to make a special effort and got down in time to take it. Hobson with lamentable lack of faith arrived a few minutes late to take Prep thinking I wasn’t down! … Continue reading
Except perhaps Low, I back I was the only Westminster boy who gave a thought to St David’s Day and yet 50 years ago it was a red-letter day at Westminster. The day on which ditch-leaping was indulged in and … Continue reading
At last we have broken the run of ill-luck and won a School Match, defeating Winchester this afternoon by 3-2. It was good to be alive and see the enthusiasm, we yelled, we bawled, we waved out hats and shrieked … Continue reading
. I went up to lunch with the Benvenisti’s at 17, Belsize Square. Mrs B has an unbounded admiration for John Gow [the Head Master] and sees his genius and mind in everything. She remarked, laying a hand on her … Continue reading