We had some cracking times at school and plenty of laughs. It was a great school and we had some really dedicated teachers. In those days (1956/60) we would get free milk, and I was one of the milk monitors along with my friend Vickie Gibbins. During the winter a lot of the kids didn’t drink the milk, so Vickie and I had a few extra.
The rest went up to the school kitchens where they made the most superb custard. At lunch times we had tables of eight girls. Each of the girls took turns at being ‘Mother’ and her ‘Assistant’. ‘Mother’ would get the food and serve it up at the table. The ‘Assistant’ would lay the table and clear away after the meal. The meals were very good as they were all cooked on the premises, to a new standard. I had insider information on the weeks menus, so I only stayed for the meals I liked. Other days I raced the four miles home on my bike, with others in tow, for a lunch at home. Or we’d pop round to the local chippy, if we didn’t get caught by the patrols.
We must have been 13 or 14 year olds when we went on the school journey to Scarborough. What a lot of fun we had with our late night cheese and cider parties. One night we were caught by Miss Sheardown in her pink spotted dressing gown and her hair in curlers. Thank goodness Miss Rayward wasn’t there; we would probably have been sent home. We just had a whale of a time at Mayfield.