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Summer land people

No-one is certain of the origin of the county name of Somerset. It seems old English, perhaps meaning the people who lived around Somerton. The meaning of Somerton is equally uncertain, perhaps the summer farmstead. Convention that the county name … Continue reading

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Conversations with ten year olds

Ninety Year 5 students came to visit the school today, with all the cheer and enthusiasm for life that only ten year olds can have. They talked about all sorts, telling me about their school and their summer holidays. One … Continue reading

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Teachers are real people

There were two teachers at High Ham primary school, ladies who had devoted their lives trying to impart knowledge to unpromising children in a rural backwater.  Miss Rabbage lived across the fields; the roof of her green Austin A35, parked … Continue reading

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Doing my A Levels

I know exactly where I was forty years ago today. Monday, 4th June 1979 was the first day of the GCE A Level examinations. I spent the morning sat at desk in the sports hall of Strode College in Street. The … Continue reading

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It’s club day

I remember the excitement of club day arriving. The sun shone and there was a mood of happiness in the heart of a small boy. The club members, my uncle among them, wore dark suits and rosettes and were led … Continue reading

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