Oldborough Manor Community School

My take Steve - It was about staff bullying children. A chap called Granger knocked me out cold once because I didn't understand the music, and on another occasion dragged me across the entire top corridor by the back of my collar. I did nothing to deserve that treatment. I was young and too scared to tell my father. I have had to live with that ever since. It put me off learning music too. Some staff were inspiring; others were harsh. Today a teacher would go to prison for action which was sometimes common place in the late 60's

Yes I went to a Funeral there 2-3 years ago and that was a bit of a shock, quite weird sitting in the main hall kept wating for the Head master to come out from behind the curtains

Mario - Good call that re Granger... he was the epitomy of the archetypal Jeckyll & Hyde, and to be on the receiving end of that could have profound consequences - He was an arse but I managed to (mostly) keep out of his bad books (singing in the choir and learning a trombone, may have contributed to that). Many's a comment has been left here regarding his bullying - Bad Egg and all that.
Other than that though, I thought all the others were pretty fair and tolerant - especially of me, always getting myself into scrapes and trouble. And I think the school, itself, offered a lot, for the time – I remember Peter Castell giving up part of his summer holiday each year to take a load of us kids fell walking in the Lake District.
Hope you're well - Steve

I have just seen these comments and very much remember Mario being bullied by Mr Grainger, I also remember being very scared of him as he threw the wooden blackboard eraser and chalk at childrens heads. Another teacher I was terrified of was the science teacher Mr Houghton, particuarly when he put an electric shock through us. Mostly, I have fond memories of Oldborough Manor and being friends with Jenny Dennis, Julie Simmonds, Angela Day & Annette Town.
Funnily enough, my parents live in Paynes Lane but I have never been back to visit the school.

Remamber Grainger so well, slipperd me no end of times, and rubbed my nose on the balck board once to teach me how to spell!! remember houghton too. both nasty pieces of work. bumped into Grainger a few years later when i returned to the school on an Army recruiting drive for a week - he lokked so small. kev