tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884877200763768917.post4144174410370852965..comments2024-01-30T19:16:00.434+01:00Comments on Stouts Hill School: SportsJonathanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15661031964537092605noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884877200763768917.post-61840573980419302502007-12-10T01:01:00.000+01:002007-12-10T01:01:00.000+01:00I'll never forget the astonishing cold of that poo...I'll never forget the astonishing cold of that pool,though I did just manage to stay in long enough to pass the test. What long dormant memories this blog has dredged up. It was a remarkable school, populated by people who on the whole combined eccentricity with great kindness and even I think some scholarship. I managed to learn almost nothing without being victimised at all.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5884877200763768917.post-41871290742823164062007-09-11T01:15:00.000+02:002007-09-11T01:15:00.000+02:00Well you were a bit of an odd one Jonathan, my mem...Well you were a bit of an odd one Jonathan, my memory is that the whole school got very excited when the large white oblong swimming pool was filled. Boys who had passed their swimming test, two lengths in front of the school, wore blue trunks and learners red.<BR/><BR/>At the far end of the pool the grass grew longer and I would catch grasshoppers there and one year there was a very active wasps nest.<BR/><BR/>Sports was always important, we had PE in the morning breaks and sports every afternoon. Cricket in the summer and a school sports day, soccer in the autumn and rugby in the winter.<BR/><BR/>As you say we had to watch the matches against other schools, I paticularly remember long summers days lined up along the edge of the cricket pitches with these little books in which we kept notations of every ball bowled and how many runs exch player scored.Julian Williamshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00688696507695790281noreply@blogger.com