Anatomy of a forester, Day 4

Membership.

I was never a member of parliament, anyone who wishes to be a member of parliament should be automatically disallowed from standing for election. (That is not why I never sat in The House).  I’m with Groucho Marx here (he of the burnt-cork mustache & eyebrows).

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I was a member of a grammar school (Although on occasions you would not believe it – Ed) and a comprehensive school. It changed over whilst I was there, well it already had a bit of an identity problem, it used to be called Keighley Boys Grammar School, but that was mostly burnt down in 1962

Before:

It was easier getting to school when snowy as there were less horses and carts on High Street.

 

During:

Memory Lane 1 NovemberAfter:

Mechanicsafter Relocated to Oakworth in 1964 into a new building, KBGS took the name Keighley School (Don’t fall behind here, there were other schools in Keighley).  I started attending when it was six months old.  Four years later, following a national trend it became a comprehensive school (open to all sexes and intelligences), and at the same time renamed itself Oakbank Grammar School – no kidding!

This is what it looks like today (it was about half that size when I attended):

oakbank-school-airOver to the far right of the campus is what used to be the Sixth Form Common Room, built while I attended.  We were, incredibly, allowed to smoke in there.  Surely the health risks were known at that time (1970)!  Mad times, decimalisation, Britain’s new membership of the then Common Market.  I suppose we’d already started smoking shortly before – in the Dutch Barn – ironically a sports facility which looks to have been built over in the latest photo.

I’ve been a member of various organisations over the years, but now only four – all woody – see tomorrow.

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