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This old photo surfaced in school recently. We are unsure of the date, class or people 

Peggy Everill

I attended Drumlanrig High School, I left after passing my school certificates in 1936. I have just celebrated my 90th birthday, but have fond memories of my time at the High School. I remember my class teacher Miss Penicook. I still have a class photo taken when I was in her class. My name was Peggy Middlemas and I lived in Ramsay Road till the war broke out, I married a Farmer after the war and moved down south, I now live in Bournemouth on the south coast.
Does anybody remember me?
I am now Peggy Everill.

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Robert Burns Book

We were contacted via email by Mr John Llewellyn Jones of South Wales last week regarding an old Burns poetry book which he had at his home. Inside the small, leather, brown book was a certificate which showed it had been awarded as a prize in 1932.The book had been given to Kate Warwick as a sixth prize in an essay competition.

The full certificate reads:

Hawick Burns Club
School Competition
For Essays on the Life and Works of Robert Burns
Sixth Prize: Katie Warwick pupil
Senior 1 Class
Drumlanrig School
George H Blakie (signed)
Date 25 January 1932 - President
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The book will be displayed in school and added to the school archive.

Sincere thanks to Mr Llewellyn Jones for contacting us and kindly sending us this wonderful artefact.       


Photo
We have recently received this class photo taken at Drumlanrig in 1958. It shows the class with teacher Mr McCrown and Headmaster Mr Wilson.

Thanks to Suzi for sending us this photo. If you have any old photos from Drumlanrig we would be glad to put them on the website and return them to you.

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Mr Wilson was headmaster when I first started teaching here many years ago. I'll need to try to find some old photos for you.

 You have a super website. Well done to everybody involved.

 Miss Gavin
 


Maureen Halliday 

Hi,  my name is Maureen Halliday. I was at Drumlanrig school all my primary years, Mr Wilson was Headmaster and Bill Mclaren was my P.E. teacher and I was captain of the netball team and captain of the hockey team. I also ran for Drumlanrig and I  was also sports champion of the year in 1972. 

I enjoyed every minute at Drumlarig.
 
                                                                Maureen

Alan Telfer

I was a pupil at the school from 1936 until 1943 and I thought some of my recollections might be amusing to you.

The first three classes in those days were known as the "Penny End, Tuppeny End and Thrupenny End" - I think this was a leftover from the times when parents had to buy a catechism at these prices for their children to use at school. Mrs Finlayson was the teacher in the Tuppeny End and I remember that she introduced us to the story of Don Quixote - [using the correct Spanish pronounciation of his name]. So we were into the classics at a very early age.Some of us later encountered her husband at High School as he was the Principal Art teacher there. I can also remember minor alphabetic phonetic classics such as "Apple says a" - "Fannie's funny feather" and " Robbies's rattle". We all had difficulties in spelling 'school' and 'people' correctly!

Miss Little was the Thrupenny End teacher and we then moved on to Miss Miller and later Miss Wood. Most of our teachers were unmarried ladies a result of the carnage of the First World War I imagine. I forget the other teachers names but I always remember the janitor!

This was Sammy Wilkinson, a very gentle man who always wore a bonnet and bandaged our knees and elbows from scrapes in the playground. He was also the trainer of the school Tug o' War team for the Vertish Hill Sports - can you imagine training a crowd of six and seven year olds for that event. We could scarcely grip the rope with our small hands, even now in retrospect, the rope appears to have been enormous in diameter!  Sammy also was in charge of the distribution of the school milk which arrived in the morning. If you were very lucky, you were selected as a Milk Monitor to carry the crates to the classrooms for the mid morning break. Sammy also would recruit candidates for the Wolf Cub Pack which met at the school one evening.

I lived in Moat Crescent at that time and on the way to school we used to help each other over the wall between the Moat Park and "the Bleach" - or drying green - as this was a short cut to the school. We returned home by way of the Loan as the wall was too high from "the Bleach" side!  Jockie Thomson's shop was at the entrance to the Moat Park and occasionally we would buy sherbert or liquorice there, but these treats disappeared during the War years.

The school had a uniform before the War consisting of a green blazer with gold piping and a matching cap. The tie was patterned with horizontal green and gold stripes approx one inch wide. We also wore boots or shoes which were fitted with "tackets" on the soles. The tackety boots were great for producing showers of sparks on the Loan pavements duing the wartime blackout years. Not all pavement surfaces were as combustable as the Loan!

Anyhow, forgive me for reminiscing to this extent but your excellent website brought back these memories. We have lived in Canada for almost thirty years now, and retired to Wasaga Beach, a town a hundred miles north of Toronto, on the south shores of Georgian Bay ten years ago. Our youngest grandchild is four years old and was here last weekend for her last weekend skiing for this winter. She is in her first year at  school in Toronto.