Lost Lads

Lads,

The e-mail contact/update exercise we conducted in November 2012 yielded the following results:


These e-mail addresses bounced:

Fred Renneberg
Barry Stedman
Joe Mascinskas
Ken Struthers
Greg Starkey
Peter Wynne
Mark Smith
Tom Jones
Ian Battishall
Stephen Edge
Victor Nossar
Malcolm McDonald
Peter Clements
As of 10 December 2012, these e-mail addresses have not replied:


Bruce Ferguson
Chris Warren
David Mercer
David Stewart
Denis Burns
Eugen Molodysky
Gary Sykes
Geoff Kerr
Graeme Murphy
Harry Bodisco
Howard Reus
Ian Brown
Ian Sharman
Jim Kerr
Malcolm Cato
Martin Yeomans
Peter Carpenter
Philip Larkin
Richard Wilson
Roger Jones
Ross Dixon
Steve Kelly (Qld)
Warwick Fogden

E-Mail Addresses - a Thought.

Now that so many of us are inching towards retirement, and several lads have even passed that milestone, it might be time to think about getting ourselves a free web-mail address, e.g. gmail, hotmail, yahoo. 

Why? IMNSHO...
  • Webmail is accessible 24/7, from any computer, anywhere. No matter how many times you change employment, or move your place of residence, your web-based e-mail address will remain the same. You don't even need your own Internet connection to access webmail, you can use a free computer at the local library. So we can keep in touch with you, and you with us, no matter where you roam.
  • Your work e-mail address will lapse with your 'separation', as is the term. But your webmail address will not change. 
  • You might change providers, from BigPond to Optus to Internode to (etc. etc.), but your webmail address will not alter.
  • Another advantage of webmail: if your account starts to become spam-afflicted, you can simply open up a new one, at no charge, circularize everyone on your mailing list, including of course the STHS 1969 Reunion, and continue a life of serenity at your new (spam-free) webmail address. Changing providers involves cash outlay.
  • You can set a webmail address to instantly forward your mail to your BigPond or Optus or Internode (etc. etc.) e-mail address, if you wish.
Please, as Mitsubishi used to say, consider.

Vale Alan Owen

1969 lad Alan Owen has not been in the best of health for some time. 

Alan's family set up a blog, The Festival of Alans, to report on Alan's doings and his progress. The news posted there was usually cheerful and positive.

Nonetheless, and almost inevitably, this sad news came today, November 27, 2012:


We are sorry to say we have some upsetting news.
Alan passed away peacefully on Sunday morning at 5.30am in his home.
We will post more information when we can and will have the details of the funeral for you as soon as they have been decided.
Much love

Ruby and Michele


Dear friends, Here are the funeral arrangements for Alan: 

To both celebrate the life of Alan and to bid him a splendid farewell, an outdoor service overlooking the ocean will be held in the grounds of Wombarra/Scarborough Cemetery at 10.30 am on Friday 30th November. Wombarra Cemetery is located on Lawrence Hargrave Drive Wombarra (closest cross street is Denmark Street). For those who have been to Alan's house, it is a 10 minute drive north of his home.

After the funeral Ruby and Michele would love Alan's family and friends to join them back at home (33 George St Thirroul).

What to bring
The weather forecast is for hot weather building up to storms at the end of the day. Please bring an umbrella or hat to protect yourself from heat and/or rain and a water bottle.
It would be great if those who are able to do so bring folding chairs, a plate or two of finger food and something to drink back to the house. We will share all of the food and provide ice for the drinks and paper plates for the food.

Parking
There is parking in the cemetery for about 50 cars or so. If parking in the cemetery, please make sure you park on the verge to leave lots of room for the hearse.

We want to have enough room to make a guard of honour for when Alan leaves on his last journey.

There is parking in Reef Avenue (immediately north of the cemetery), at Wombarra rock pool (below the cemetery), in Denmark Street (the side street opposite the cemetery) and limited parking on Lawrence Hargrave Drive. Can we please request that those who are fit and able leave the close parking for family and those not so fit.

Directions from Sydney
Head toward Wollongong on the freeway and take the left exit to Helensburgh and Stanwell Park. Come down the coast road (Lawrence Hargrave Drive) over the Seacliff Bridge. Wombarra Cemetery is at the southern end of Wombarra immediately past Reef Avenue on the left.
Directions from Wollongong
Turn into Lawrence Hargrave Drive from Bulli Pass. Wombarra Cemetery is a on the right a few hundred metres past Coledale Hospital.

Here is the link to more information about the cemetery -
http://memorialgardens.wollongong.nsw.gov.au/scarborough.htm

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What is it that dies with friends?
To visit The Festival of Alans, click here.




Tech High Brotherhood


A dossier on some of the 1972 Lads, compiled by Mark Johnston.


Mark Johnston now, and 41 years before.
I have always felt that there was a special connection between the class of '69 and the class of '72 but had dismissed it as only existing in my mind. Having now received some Tech journals and done some digging I submit to you the following; obviously there were sets of siblings at Tech, that is the nature of a school environment, I never realised the extent.

There were 23 lads (at least) from my year who had siblings at Tech.
  • Jim Kerr brother of Peter Kerr (class of '70) and Geoff Kerr ('68). On a number of Wednesday afternoons in 1972, in lieu of attending sport, we (Jim, Ross Bradstock and self) would "borrow" Geoff's Triumph 650 and take it for a spin around Marine Drive, Oatley.
  • Ross Bradstock's brother Ken did the Leaving Certificate in 1965. In December of 1972 Ross, Dr. Ken, Martin Darling and self went to Tasmania and walked the overland track from Cradle Mountain to Lake St. Clair
  • Martin Darling  -  Phil Darling (Class of '70) - used to "borrow" Phil's Peugeot 403 by removing some carport supports and pushing the Peugeot from the back yard to the street where we could clutch start it
  • Geoff Patton    -  Laurie Patton (Class of '70), Geoff Patton, Jim Kerr (I think), Ray Lucre and Tim Gard were in a band together in the early 70s, and Laurie Patton who started as a journalist and is now a TV bigwig
  • Rob Loosley     -  Stephen Loosley (Class of '70). Stephen was a labor senator for N.S.W. 1990 - 1995
  • Mike Whelan    -  Ross Whelan (Class of '70)
Then we have the '69 - '72 connection:

S. Barr - -  Ron Barr,
Mark Bills - - Eric Bills,
Paul Carson - -  Jeff Carson,
Alan ('Normie') Crew - - Graham Crew,
Preston (Pep) Dunn - - Rob Dunn,
Lee Eccleston - - Glen Eccleston,
Stephen Gard - - Tim Gard,
Bob Goldsworthy  - -Richard Goldsworthy, 
Chris Johnston - - Mark Johnston,
Michael Kells - - Paul Kells, 
Jeff Matchett - - Tony Matchett,
Stephen Moulding - - Geoff Moulding, 
Jonathon Page - - Stephen Page,
Anthony Pearsall - - M. Pearsall,
P. Russell  - -  Frank Russell,
Greg Thomson - - Leigh Thomson      and
Martin Yeomans - -  Guy Yeomans
Ian Pilgrim - - Colin Pilgrim

.... but, alas and alack, no Taylor bro. We did have a Warren Taylor but he didn't look anything like Robbie and didn't come from South Hurstville. I, personally, haven't seen Robbie Taylor since the days when he would grace our garage and provide the musical backing for Bruce Lees singing "and her name was G----- L-----O----- R-----IIIIAAAAAAAAA, G L O R I A, backing singers chime in with - Gloooorrrriiiiaaa". It was perhaps another 15 years before I "discovered" that Van Morrison was the lead singer of 'Them'.


Former glory.
Alan Crew, Robbie Taylor, Leigh Muscio, Greg Thompson, Bruce Lees, 1965.

The organiser of our 2012 event, Garry Jennings, has sent me a CD of our night (with associated memorabilia reels)... Garry also organised our 2002 gathering which included 123 guests, 112 students, the then current headmaster and 10 of our teachers... a monumental task.

Some then-and-now snaps:


Ross Bradstock, Professor at the University of Wollongong and
Director of the Centre of Environmental Risk : Management of Bushfires.
Graham Crew : Captain – 1971 2nd XI – Cricket
Senior Pastor – Gymea Anglican Church 2012



Jim Kerr – brother of Geoff (class of 68).
Waiting patiently for Qantas to go broke
so he can receive a massive redundancy payment.


Richard Goldsworthy &  Leigh Thomson
Insets: Richard: 1st grade cricket & rugby 1972. Leigh:  circa 1973-77?


            


Jeff Carson – brother of Paul (Kit).
I can remember vividly the very first time we met in 1967.
We were coming out of the gym and Jeff accosted me
and said “I know you, you’re Chitney’s brother”.
Colin Pilgrim - brother of Ian


The Boys of '72 Sign On

A phone-call last week from Mark Johnston, brother of Chris 'Dont Call Me Chitney' Johnston results in a wondrous influx of Techorabilia from the Lads of the Class of 1972.

Here's the slide-show displayed at their 40th reunion, held 12 November 2012.



Vale Joan Bielski OA


Another of our early mentors has departed this earth. Joan Bielski, whom we knew as a library and English teacher at S.T.H.S in 1964, died 17 August 2012.

You can read more about Joan Bielski here and here and here and here.

You can read about her Nazi-hunting husband, here.

One may wonder what feminist message Joan managed to convey, at a boys-only school, a decade before Women's Lib. (as it was known) got rolling - if any. Through her quiet dignity and intelligent teaching, I believe Joan Bielski set a perfect example to we young men of how admirable, effective and achieving some women can be, without employing any of the shrill, pugnacious and self-righteous rhetoric we later came to associate with the women's movement. Joan Bielski calmly won our respect.

As I wrote on our STHS reunion website:

'Librarian Joan Bielski took some of us First Formers for a walking tour of Sydney's Rocks area. Explained Australia's colonial history and architecture to us, irresistibly. To this day, I can spot a Georgian window at ten paces. Rose to be Chief of the Dept. of Education's Anti-Sexism Squad, then a pillar of the Women's Electoral Lobby. Probably one of the few undoubted intellectuals ever to have taught or influenced any of us.'
Amen, or perhaps, awomen.


Not Your Average STHS Mum


This was the Google Doodle for Monday, 28 May, 2012.
 

For those of you who don't know the name of the pioneering radio-astronomer depicted, it's Ruby Payne-Scott. She also found time to be the mother of our own Peter Hall. Peter assures us 'it's a good likeness.'

Wikipedia:

"One of the more outstanding physicists that Australia has ever produced and one of the first people in the world to consider the possibility of radio astronomy, and thereby responsible for what is now a fundamental part of the modern lexicon of science, she was often the only woman in her classes at the University of Sydney.
During World War II, she was engaged in top secret work investigating radar. She was the expert on the detection of aircraft using PPI (Plan Position Indicator) displays. She was also at the time a member of the Communist Party and an early advocate for women's rights. The Australian Security Intelligence Organisation was interested in Payne-Scott and had a substantial file on her activities, with some distortions.
Ruby Payne-Scott and William Holman Hall secretly married in 1944; at this time, the Commonwealth government had legislated that a married woman could not hold a permanent position within the public service. She continued to work for CSIR while secretly married until the regulations of the new CSIRO in 1949 raised the issue of her marriage. The following year, her treatment by CSIRO resulted in hostile written exchanges with Sir Ian Clunies Ross (Chairman of CSIRO) about the status of married women in the work place. She lost her permanent position in CSIRO. However, her salary was maintained at a level comparable to that of her male colleagues. In 1951, she resigned a few months before her son Peter was born; there was no maternity leave at this time."
Her career arguably reached its zenith while working for the Australian government's Commonwealth Scientific and Industrial Research Organisation (then called CSIR, now known as CSIRO) at Dover HeightsHornsby and especially Potts Hill in Sydney, Australia. Some of her fundamental contributions to solar radio astronomy came at the end of this period. She is the discoverer of Type I and Type III bursts and participated in the recognition of Type II and IV bursts. Payne-Scott played a major role in the first-ever radio astronomical interferometer observation from 26 January 1946, when the sea-cliff interferometer was used to determine the position and angular size of a solar burst. This observation occurred at either Dover Heights (ex Army shore defence radar) or at Beacon Hill, near Collaroy on Sydney's north shore (ex Royal Australian Air Force surveillance radar establishment - however this radar did not become active until early 1950)."

  • Read more about Ruby Payne-Scott. 
  • Click here
  • or Click here
  • or Click here
  • and - with a mention of Peter himself ! - click here.
  • ABC Radio National Science Show documentary - click here.

Above: from The Sunday Herald (Sydney) 24 August 1952, p.23.

Vale Frank Jordan

Chris Johnston, who is never called Chitney any more, advises us of the passing of Sports/PE/Geography teacher Frank Jordan. Frank was a swimming champion and an Olympic rep when we were still in Nile nappies.
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Vale Frank Jordan (19 Aug 1932 - 13 March 2012)

"A photo of the 1952 Olympic team during a training camp in Italy. Frank is second from the right.
Australian Water Polo Incorporated (AWPI) today wishes to pay tribute to Frank Jordan who passed away last night aged 78.
Frank was the youngest member of Australia's 1952 Helsinki Olympic Water Polo team (aged 19) and played a significant part in the growth of the sport throughout the country.
He was a foundation member of the Cronulla Water Polo Club, the then St George Water Polo club, and also became a successful swimming coach.
Outside of the water, he was the principal of the Sydney Teachers College and was instrumental in the creation of the Cronulla Surf Club.
AWPI offers their deepest condolences to the entire Jordan family at this time."
(From From Australian Water Polo Inc)

Frank Jordan at  STHS in 1964 (R)
with H. Boughton


Other Frank Jordan links:



Other newspaper stories about Frank Jordan's sporting achievements in the Fifties:
http://trove.nla.gov.au/list?id=24435


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Just goes to show the sort of talent we had on the Tech High staff during the Sixties. It didn't get much better than STHS! Forget Shore, Trinity Grammar, Cranbrook, or any of the 'nob' schools, we were among the cream.

Vale Bob Booth

This just in from Geoff Lanham:


NSWRTM  = New South Wales Rail Transport Museum at Thirlmere.

Bob Booth was never short of a few good words to say about himself. The following is sourced from http://www.sths.nsw.edu.au/reminiscences_boothwrites.php

Bob Booth Writes 

A Personal Reminiscence by Bob Booth 
(Science Teacher 1961 - 1969) 
(Science Head Teacher 1970 - 1999) 

A Teacher's Perspective 

Bob BoothDuring my teacher training (Dip.Ed.) year I hoped that the greater part of my career would be presenting and explaining my subject and not one of having to enforce discipline for most of the time. This outlook was somewhat selfish and even unrealistic, but opportunity to find a school where quality teaching and learning were the established norm was soon to present itself. 

I was sent to Sydney Technical High School for my final supervised practice teaching session in late 1960. It wasn't long before I discovered that here was a place with a difference - professional and competent staff at ease with its work, and a student body having a quiet confidence, a good disposition and an understanding of the benefit of giving teachers a fair go. Of course, a teacher had to know his work and present it well. Add some involvement in student activities such as grade sport coaching and a teacher was well on the way to a satisfying career. I made a mental note of placing Sydney Tech at the top of the list of schools which in the future I would apply for as my seniority grew. In those days I would be waiting for 20 years at least. Imagine my feelings of surprise and privilege to be posted to Sydney Tech as my first appointment. 

Up to the 1960s, students wanting to matriculate spent five years at high school culminating in the award of the Leaving Certificate. In senior years English, Maths 1 (algebra and calculus), Maths 2 (geometry ad trigonometry) and Physics were compulsory at Sydney Tech leaving students with two options to select. University matriculation required a language and here German was the most popular. Otherwise students chose mostly Chemistry and Technical Drawing. This limited subject choice was really a left-over from the days when the school was located at Albion Street Paddington and then truly Sydney Technical High School. 

The moving of the school to its current site at Bexley in 1957 provided the growing St. George area with its first matriculation level boys' high school. Fortunately, the school's name was retained thus keeping alive the school's history going back to 1911. As an aside, a recent suggestion to change the name of the school because it is no longer exclusively technical sent alarm bells ringing everywhere, such is the feeling and regard of its old boys. The idea of throwing away such a heritage asset was both sensibly and quickly abandoned. 

A major revolution in New South Wales education commenced in 1962 with the introduction of the Wyndham Scheme leading to the Higher School Certificate as we have today. A much broader curriculum resulted, although being a boys' high school in a working to middle class area means that senior subjects such as Mathematics, Physics, Chemistry, Economics (and more recently Business Studies) are the most often selected at Sydney Tech, Engineering Science would be listed here but for artificial restrictions imposed by the Board of Studies. 

A selective school with 88 years history builds up many achievements and traditions, especially academic and sporting. Grade sport still attracts 65% of the boys. Even though Rugby Union is no longer played (much to the chagrin of the old boys), the development of team spirit and playing by the rules, even if your opponents do not, is a time-honoured tradition at Tech no matter what the sporting code. 

More recently the school's participation and achievements in various state-wide and national subject competitions capitalises on the students' preparedness to compete for personal and school honour. A special highlight has been the selection of two of our boys to compete as members of the Australian team in the international Olympiads in Physics and Chemistry respectively. 

A feature of the school not present in the days of old is the top class orchestral band. The band's internal and public performances bring the highest praise and enhance the pride in the school. 

One enduring tradition of the school is an effective and relevant Prefect team. On two occasions recently the Prefects have been asked officially to state their role in the school and have done so most convincingly. It is not surprising really that for every Prefect position there are five nominations. 

If I might be allowed to drop my guard just briefly, I regard my association with the boys as Prefects Master as one of the pinnacles of my career. For it highlights the grandest feature of Sydney Tech. - an excellent relationship between the students and the staff, something I detected back in 1960 but which the writings show goes right back to 1911. 

I have many happy and satisfying memories of the school. Somehow such memories always lead me to room 2, my home room for many years. As a room there is nothing much to distinguish it, but the digressions, the banter, the antics, the confidences, the politics, the humour and the goodwill not only lightened the routine of the job but enriched it as well. 

The privilege to teach at Sydney Tech will always remain undiminished.

More Treasures from the Archives : The Magic Flute

This just in from Alan Owen:

Friday Evening, 7.00 pm, 1964.

"On Friday the 31st July 1964, the boys of Sydney Tech and girls of St George Girls’ High presented an evening of music and drama. The evening featured The Magic Flute and The School for Scandal and launched the stage careers of several boys brave enough at that early age to flaunt their musical talents.

It was under the careful direction of Miss Helen Ley that the likes of Stephen Gard found his inspiration to rise to the challenge of his role as the “Fifth Genius”, and Paul Brown was able to realise his early-puberty dream of singing Bass.

Meanwhile, in 1964 in that other cultural hotbed of New York, Paul Simon had written "The Sounds of Silence" in February 1964 in the aftermath of the November 22, 1963 assassination of U.S. President John F. Kennedy. It was recorded on March 10, 1964 and released in October 19, 1964 on Simon & Garfunkel’s debut album, “Wednesday Morning, 3 A.M”. It was not widely acclaimed at the time, being only marginally more popular than the STHS/St.GGHS production of The Magic Flute. After being re-mixed and re-released, by the end of 1965 and the first few weeks of 1966, the song reached number one on the U.S. charts. The STHS Magic Flute was never re-mixed and re-released, likely accounting for its failure to reach the charts."


From the 1964 STHS Year Book, a still from The Magic Flute.
Unlike Hair which was only a few years down the track, hardly any of them is naked.








Gard comments: Thanks to Alan's researches into antiquarian matters, we can now provide a full cast list for this hoopla (see below). On reading the program after all this time, I was puzzled by one thing: I am listed as Fifth Genius, and I can see only four Genii in the photo, of whom I am the one on the far left. The Genii are the short, sheeted figures downstage centre, holding gilt-cardboard wands of some kind. Where is Raymond Palmer, Genius # 4? On closer examination, I see that he is standing behind the kneeling Sarastro (Keith Brandt), with only the top of his head showing. Obscured genius, clearly.

I also now understand why my major memory of the event includes perpetual shivering; it was July, and I was wearing nothing but a pair of snow-white Jockeys and a blue rayon shift.

And which is P. Brown, bass? Where is he, among all those eager young faces?

There can never again have been so much pussy so many young ladies present on the STHS auditorium stage. An epochal event; no wonder it was a one-off. I clearly recall Bong seated in the stalls at every rehearsal to supervise those cast members who were off-stage, a balding Berlin Wall grimly dividing all those tasty Georgy Girls from the lustful clutches of pimply Tech lads.

Miss Ley.
Major babe.
Die Zauberflöte in Bexley North remains a tribute to the energy and vision of Music Teacher Miss Helen Ley, whom as we have remarked elsewhere, was a babe of the first magnitude.

As for our failure to reach the charts with The Flute: Paul Simon was reportedly furious that 'The Sounds of Silence' had been remixed by his producer, without consulting either himself or Funkel. The mix added bass guitar and drums to the backing track and installed a hyphen, transubstantiating a wistful little ballad into the bastard genre of folk-rock, a musical miscegenation that sent it soaring into the charts to become an instant anthem for a generation of Holden Caulfields. The Byrds soared eight miles higher, launched from the same hyphen. It was all the fault of the 'electric' Dylan, but Dylan said it was down to The Animals, due to Alan Price mucking around with 'House of the Rising Sun'...

If only we'd added bass, drums and a hyphen, we might have spawned another bastard genre: Tech-rock.

Hello classroom, my old friend
I've come to talk in you again...

The other 'spoiler' factor was Brian Epstein's launch of A Hard Day's Night, which also premiered in July of 1964, just two weeks before us, wrenching press attention away from The Flute and onto The Fabs. The St George and Sutherland Shire Leader completely ignored us, no doubt a brown paper bag from NEMS stuffed with used readies was furtively thrust into the pocket of some grubby Leader  trench-coat. Dirty game, the music business.

Cast in order of appearance

    Papageno     MICHAEL BRENNAN
    First Lady         MARGARET STUBBS
    Second Lady     ROBYN THOMAS
    Third Lady     DEBORAH COX

    Queen of the Night     ANNE HULL
    Monstatos    EDWIN HO
    Papagena     HELEN SANDERSON

       Slaves....  P. Parton. C. Powell, G. McGill, M. Chapman.
        C. Isberg, J. Stephenson, G. Lambert


    Sarastro         KEITH BRANDT
    High Priest        GREGORY BROWN
    First Genius     JAMES WILSON
    Second Genius     WILLIAM NIELSON
    Third Genius     ALLAN BATTISHALL
    Fourth Genius     RAYMOND PALMER
    Fifth Genius     STEPHEN GARD


Chorus: Elizabeth Brown, Lois Selmon, Jennifer Harris, Judy Donaldson, Margaret Atkins, Lyn Moffat, Narelle Brown, Anne Nolan, Jan Atkinson, Kerrie Nunn, Robyn Cheetham, Jennifer Kretchman, Cheryl Trescott, Beth Wells, Ann Brienne, Heather Vaughan, Ann Hull, Helen Sanderson, Robyn Thomas, Marg Stubbs, Kerry Warnock, Barbara Stubb, Gail Tiernan, Del Pilkington, Narelle Sharpe, Penny Jones, Betty McNeal, Jennifer Davy, Denise Smith, Rhondda Reilly.

Tenors: C. Powell. P. Parton, G. McGill, M. Chapman. K. Treasure, R. Tunnicliff, R. Suggate, W. Moore.

Basses: P. Brown, K. Miley, J. Stephenson, G. Lambert, K. Harris, L. Arthur, L. Gray. G. Isberg, G. Walker, 
B. Peddle, W. Roberts, D. Wilson.

Piano: Robert Ireland     Percussion: David Small, Peter Parton.

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Produced and directed by Miss A. Arundel, Miss H. Ley.

Assisted by Mr. J. Faasen



Advancing With Haddrill - Paul Feldman


Tony Haddrill... brings back some nightmarish recollections for me. He quite rightly saw me as a blot on his very fine Advanced English class and his various and persistent ways of letting me know it at least led me to one insight. Namely, one could be imbued with a fine degree of subtlety and sharpest of perceptions of life as it is expounded in great literature and still have a mile wide bitchy streak in one's character. I guess if it was good enough for Patrick White to be a bitch and a bastard according to Nolan it was fair enough for a rising young English Master to aspire to the same. Albeit a perceptive and very competent English Master, damn it.

From that little diatribe you may rightly conclude that I find it irresistible to contemplate various turning points and influences in the far-off days, a little like a devout Catholic working round a string of worry beads.  Despite the little nibbles of angst, in regretting not delivering the witty retorts to Haddrill that I always thought up, days or weeks after the event, I have safely relegated him to the list of interesting people I am glad to have known. But I must admit I have far fonder recollections of Christ Ellis.

[Chris Ellis was the son  of an Anglican minister and was himself a Christian, playing the organ at church on Sundays - we developed a caricature of Ellis senior as 'six-foot-four-inch Bible-bashing Father Ellis'  but on meeting the real man at his church near Bathurst on the Hill End trip found him to be anything but an Ian Paisley figure]

Anyway, I still get my kicks reading fiction of all sorts and pedigrees, for which I have to thank the total effect of the STHS English department. That is not withstanding the likes of Bernard Maguire (also christened Blarney Mc Flyer in another of Mark Ierace’s marvelous character inventions, alluding to Maguire’s propensity to find inspiration in the middle of an English lesson to launch into illustrated diatribes on life in the air force). I think there was even rumour of Barny’s Friday night ritual of getting pissed, dressing up in air force uniform and reliving the battle of Britain in a room full of model planes. Or was that just Mark’s inventive imaginings of Wing Commander Blarney?

Neil Treverrow

[The Masonic Lodge still offers a Ray Haddrill Prize for Best Mark in HSC English.]