It was in September 1929 that I became a ‘borderer ‘ at Scarborough College under Mr. Lawrence Armstrong, living in a large house down Sea Cliff Road from the main college towards the sea. At the age of 13, we were transferred to the main school, where we slept in a large room looking out onto the playing field. I was withdrawn from the school in 1937, and worked for my father. I worked in a new shop next to a territorial barracks. My brother Kenneth, who was a member of the College shooting club and cricket club at Scarborough College, and I joined the Terriers. In 1939 we were called up and sent off to the front line in Belgium . We soon pulled back to Dunkirk and, fortunately to England. We were soon off again, this time to North Africa where my brother was killed. We crossed the ‘Med’ and made good progress in advancing, only stopping at Casino. I then got a month’s leave and got married. When I was ‘ de-mobbed’ I continued working for my father. I became managing director before retiring at the age of 51, took up boating, bought a canal boat, then off-shore boat, then a sea going boat. Gave this up after 8 years to buy a house by the sea. Then bought my wife a sweet shop. I then took over as manager of the sports complex where I had played sport since 1939. Retired at 65 (in 1985) helped my friend manage a petrol station for a couple of years, then retired altogether. I have now lived in Dronfield Woodhouse (a very friendly town) for over 34 years.
I had the pleasure of visiting Scarborough College earlier this month and saw the extensions and re-decorations made. It was, indeed a great day out and my thanks are due to the kind people who showed me round including the Head Boy. Should I live to be 100 years old I will again ask that I be permitted to return to the College where I was restricted to 9 inches for my bath water!