I attended at Bournemouth (throughout World War 2) and at Margate (post war) if you are interested.
It was the old Victoria Home, which is now a guest house, opposite Branksome Dene Park, where we used to play as kids (now a private Jewish rest home) of which I took photos on a recent visit. In the street behind the home were stables where Mr. Rixon used to operate a horse-drawn cab service and was a great servant of the school, giving parties of children rides in his celluloid-windowed Morris car to the New Forest and other places of local interest. I remember him one time stopping his car to go into a shop and one of our darling little passengers let off the handbrake and the poor man, who was no spring chicken, had to chase after us. Fortunately, I am alive to tell the tale but a little time later he passed away in his sleep and in those days commemorative plaques with the benefactor's name were hung on the bed heads with a small ceremony and my bed was chosen to perpetuate Mr. Rixon's name. I also have a recent photo of the stable which is now also a guest house called the Coach House. In 1946 at the age of 7.
I was moved on to the Coney Hill School at Margate along with other pupils of my age, which is now an old people’s home (Leadbetters) and, although I have no picture of the home itself, I do have a few photos of a Maypole dance and an open day drama we performed in the school grounds of Androcles and the Lion where I played a Roman emperor, albeit a camp looking one. I was there until I was 12 and finally moved to Whiteness Manor until I was 16.
I noticed on your website a photo of Eric Butler whom I realise I knew as a housemaster in my latter days at Whiteness Manor, a very gentle and likeable chap. There was also a tall young lad called Alan Quartermain who worked as a domestic in my day, nicknamed Quatermass after a science fiction serial running at the time. I knew Roy Roberts of course who married another housemaster's sister, an Eric Patrick who was also a nice chap, but I don't recall her first name but I know they had children. Then there was Ted Day, an ex-pupil of bygone days, who became a housemaster during my time and excelled at football despite his handicap.
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