Some photos that Phil took of the old Grammar School as it now is, having seen better days. To me there's something about corridors and stairwells that I associate with school, probably as we had more fun in them than in the actual classroooms.
Anthony
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I know what you mean about the stairwells. Whenever I think of the old Grammar school I have an image of two lines of boys led by masters in gowns, one going up and one going down this staircase between lessons. I have this image of walking behind one of the masters (Mr Brown?)wearing his long black gown which to me looked like a vampire's cloak. Spooky.
That's where I used to have English with the sexy Miss Partington whom I had a big crush on and I had her for three years straight. At the end of the final lesson we had with her I gave a quick kiss on Partington's cheek on the way out of the classroom as a goodbye. She was flattered and a bit surprised. Great teacher.
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