Pleats, wow that’s fancy !
Remember science overalls too. I had a royal blue one that wrapped around. Viv.
Two questions ,bored on a cold, wet, windy Devon afternoon, so read this thread, question 1 what was or is a bilateral school? Question 2 was there not an Erdington Grammar School or has my memory deceived me?Might be worth mentioning that there were 2 other schools on the site: Marsh Hill Boys grammar tech and Stockland Green Bilateral School. All 3 schools (including Marsh Hill Girls) were on the same campus. I expect these have all since disappeared or been amalgamated into what became the FE college. Viv
I've spotted myself in photo 3 stood behind a teacher but can't remember her name.this is panoramic photo of whole school, we had one taken each year not sure if you did ? it shows the staff on the front rows, lets see how many we recognise
Found this photo the other day. Form photo is of 1Z taken in 1964/5. I'm top left, refusing to smile and looking awkward (as was the norm for me in those early days at MHGGS).
I think the Form Mistress was Miss Jones. She was lovely and really helped us all to adjust to life at the school. Viv.
Next to red dot miss Head is Mr Slinn who taught Geography... it was him that owned the green Triumph SpitfireHad a go at naming the teachers on the whole school photo. These are the ones I remember. Viv
Green dot Mrs Cockbain, Head
Blue dot Mrs Box, Deputy Head
Red dot - I think her name was Miss Head (?)
Orange dot Mr Evans
Purple dot Mr Manning
Pink dot Miss Foxen
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Hello Viv, I’m new on here...I found out my mum attended MHGGS today when I opened a book she was awarded at prize giving in 1963. She would have been in her first or second year of the school (born Aug 1951). Do you remember a Janet Evans? I wondered if the girl fourth from right was her? Or if she is in any of the other pictures that you or anyone knows of. Thanks, Jodie
My homework timetable - booooooooo ! Well I certainly remember carrying all those books home on the#28 bus. Don't know which year this relates to but was probably 3rd or 4th year (age 14/15) Have no idea why Physics and German are bracketed on Mondays and Thursdays. ''Scripture' haven't heard it called that for a long, long time. And it's all written in fountain pen in my best handwriting too. Viv.
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I was there from 1964-71, so your sister had just started as I was leaving Pam. And A Sparks you'd have been two years ahead of me.
Oh I remember Margaret Pasqetti - always smiling. Amazing athlete. Didn't know she had a sister in the school. She was a few years above me - we looked up to these girls !
Been rummaging through my old PC files and I've found the the piece I've written. But it's very long. So here's an extract. Viv.
Top of the class was Miss Jones, a very caring, first form tutor and inspiring PE teacher. Second up, Mr Evans - history - looked like the blonde guy from the Man From Uncle (Ilya Kuriarchyn?) and was adored by many. He drove a green MG (?) sports car and, I think, married either a former Head Girl or teacher. Mrs Bates, another form teacher, very prim and neat, taught Physics. Mr Denton for Maths, scary as hell. He'd throw missiles at you for the smallest mistake. Headmistress - Mrs Cockbain - pronounced Cobane girls - and please, no sniggering! She wore her hair plaited in an earphone style or fixed over her head. Miss Foxon, a slightly eccentric but sweet English teacher, usually wore socks. Miss Russell, French teacher insisted we greet her with "Bonjour Miss Rooooooooselle". Only the French way would do for her. Mrs Banner (Miss Wilkinson), brilliant German teacher, wore quite short skirts, sported Supremes-type big hair and was married to Mr Banner, a teacher at Marsh Hill Boys'. Brown corduroy always brings to mind the Geography teacher, Mr Slinn. Mrs Box, Deputy Head, usually dressed head-to-toe in tweed, could be quite formidable. Then there was Mr Manning - English, with Manfred Mann type specs. And Miss Lingham(?) also English teacher, very, very enthusiastic about everything, bless her. Many names I still can't recall such as the elderly and kind grey-haired Russian teacher, a native Russian who'd allegedly escaped from Russia. And there was a very tall French teacher with light brown chignoned hair, either married to a Frenchman or was French herself.
And what about the serious studying that went on in the science labs ? Watching from the chemistry lab as Marsh Hill VI form boys came over for mixed classes was a lesson in itself. Distracted by their strutting forms, science had absolutely no chance. But we sometimes mustered inspiration for one or two experiments like those involving the use of the ventilation shafts into which you'd put the test tubes of stinking H2S. The door pulled down like a dumb waiter but the putrid smell still permeated much of the school, especially the dining hall where dinner was being prepared. On leaving the lesson we'd announce to others "yeah, WE made that smell". An experiment guaranteed to get our attention was exposing phosphorous to the air, and watching it's magical glow. I remember only one fire in the labs - very surprising considering our willingness to 'experiment'. Never fully mastered the periodic table (but hey, we were lucky, it's even bigger today). Memorable biology experiments covered the usual dissecting of dogfish, frogs, ox's hearts and sheep's eyeballs. All pretty disgusting, but it 'enriched' the lesson. As for physics - making one of those thingys where a light came on if you touched the wire. Remember leaving one lesson with massively static hair - the lengths teachers will go to get you involved !
A fond memory is of the tuck shop shoe-horned into the space under the main staircase. Many entertaining morning breaks passed there queueing to be served; chatting, combing our Troll's long hair or creating enormous fluff balls from the bobbles collected off sweaters. Yes, high-brow stuff indeed. One special memory is sitting on the grass at the back of the Main Hall, listening to someone's transistor radio playing the Beach Boys: 'God only knows'. Radio's weren't allowed, but we lived on the edge!! This glorious summer's day still comes back every time I hear that song.
Viv (Jackie)
Hiya, I’m new here Cecilia Calland, I was at Marshall Grammar from 1968 to 1974 (lower 6th doing typing, shorthand etc). Yes I remember Margaret Thatcher visiting, although I thought I was younger. Anyway, I must have been in 3z in 1971. Some pupils were sent home a bit early on that day.In Easter 1968 I was fortunate to go on the school exchange to Cologne. Some of the German girls who came to us the following September are in the photo below. (Suzanne - not sure about this, but is it Bronwen sitting on the floor in the photo ? Not sure she was still there at this time though)
For German lessons we were given German names. Mine was Katchen. German was a favourite subject. According to this November 1971 Birmingham Post article, Mrs Thatcher made a visit to our language lab, having spent some of the day dodging demonstrators around Birmingham. I don't remember even being aware that she was in the school - which seems odd, as doubtless all the school would have been told. What I do remember is a proposed visit being cancelled. Was that an earlier one ? Or was it this one to disguise her visit, thus avoiding demonstrators ? How mysterious. Viv
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Ha ha, I don’t recall ever seeing the boys’ head teacher or even knowing his name....the only time I ever went to the boys school was to use the language lab for french, I think it was in year 4, so around 1971/2. Our french teacher at that time was Mr Muller I think, prior to that we had Miss Wolstencroft. She was a new french teacher to replace Mrs Bloxham who has also been our form teacher in 2zand before that we had Mrs Bloxham, who was also form teacher in 2z.Mrs T was also due to visit the boys’ school, but don’t know if she made it there as I think things at the boys’ school were a bit more volatile when it came to politics. I know Mr Markwell (the ‘Beak’, Headmaster) instructed boys with long hair that they should tuck their pony tails into their collars should she visit the school ! Those were the days ..... Viv.
Hiya Viv, yes I do remember Miss Harris, she was such a good teacher that I took sciences for my options into year 4. Unfortunately, she left that year and I didn’t seem to be able grasp chemistry quite so well with the new teacher, so my interest waned. I also remember Mr Fischer for Physics, what a lovely gentleman he was, his eyes were always smiling.Hi Cecilia. You must have been about three years behind me.
Mrs Bloxham rings a bell. Was she tall with blond hair, tied up on top of her head ? Or maybe that was Miss Wolstencroft ? Our French teacher was Miss Russell (pronounced ‘Roosell !). I remember using the language lab at the boys’ school. We thought it was terribly exciting going to the boys’ school for a lesson. (A consequence of going to an all girls’ school!). The language lab was state of the art at the time.
Miss Harris was my form teacher in fifth form (about 1969). I always think ‘blond hair, pink twinset and earings’ when I remember her. She was a firm but fair teacher as I remember.
I knew a few boys from the boys’ school, hence why I know about Mr Markwell. I don’t think he often stepped foot in the girls’ school unless he had to. I heard he and Mrs Cockbain didn’t see eye to eye on many things.
Viv.
The only things I hated at the school was the showers we were forced to have .The gym teacher would stand with a book and write down the reasons why we could not shower,the towels were that small they never covered all our modesty !!! They we more like tea towels and when it was summer we were made to sit in the gym on benches to watch the tennis on TV which I personally found boring but the teachers loved it ,We should of been outside enjoying the sunshine.But apart from these I enjoyed my school days there.My navy blue box pleat skirt had a side pocket. When ‘Trolls’ were popular we’d tuck the Troll and a small comb in that pocket. Then out they came at lunchtime. It was a very strange fad. All we ever did with them was comb their hair and plait it ! I remember many girls just stroking the hair which stayed in the position you stroked it. Viv.
Hello Viv, you must have been the apple of Mrs Cockbain’s eye with those achievements, unlike myself, when I achieved my one and only 1st, she announced it in assembly, then quickly burst my bubble by also stating it was the lowest mark she had ever seen! I sort of wished the floor would swallow me up right then.Oh yes, definitely hooraaaah ! And Speach Day was something I dreaded. I got form prize for 3 years running and was terrified of going up on stage to shake hands with whatever dignatory was handing out the prizes. Was a very self-conscious teenager.
For some reason I remember spending lunchtime in the Hall and playing ‘modern’ music, but not sure if it was a rare occurance. (Maybe Mrs Cockbain was away). I remember we had ‘Albatross’ by Fleetwood Mac playing constantly on a record player. Think it was winter so maybe the weather was too cold to go out into the playground. In the summer we’d sit on the grass at the back of the school. I brought in a transistor radio and vividly remember listening to God Only Knows by the Beach Boys out there.
Then in the VI Form Common Room under the stage we’d play Layla by Eric Clapton very, very loud. We all wore mini skirts (or maxi dresses/skirts), cheesecloth or velvet blouses, lots of jewellery, suede boots, even Afghan or vintage fur coats. I never remember being told to modify my clothing in VI Form - and it must have been pretty outrageous compared to the lower school uniform.
Viv.