Poppy McHugh (née Salter), and her grandfather John Lambert (shown above with Poppy's grandmother), both went to Dauntsey’s nearly 60 years apart. Here they recall their experiences, from moonlight swims to theatrical extravaganzas.
Two ODs share their DW story, from icy training sessions to emerging victorious at Westminster. The Devizes to Westminster Canoe race is a true test of grit and determination.
In a world where so many take education for granted, Farahnaz and Frozan, both from Afghanistan, know only too well how precious it is. Here they share their own quest for schooling which took them thousands of miles from home to Dauntsey’s, then on to North America.
...from The Foundation Office
Welcome 26
Having spent nearly a decade working in the Department of Energy and Climate Change, Lorna Ritchie (OD 07) now works for a governance body in carbon markets. She is also committed to driving forward Dauntsey’s focus on sustainability in her role as Governor.
Welcome to the latest edition of ODyssey Magazine. This publication is your gateway to staying connected with our vibrant OD community that continues to grow and thrive.
Within these pages you’ll find inspiring stories of alumni achievements, fascinating articles featuring Old Dauntseians, and updates on the School. We also touch on what it means to be part of the OD community in 2025. I very much enjoy my many conversations with ODs, both where I have been able to offer support from the school, and where ODs have offered their support to us.
I’m also thrilled to announce our upcoming events designed to bring our ODs together, from networking opportunities to celebrations of shared milestones, to brand new OD cruises on JolieBrise . These gatherings are a wonderful way to reconnect, and I’d be delighted to see you there. Keep an eye on your inbox for newsletters and on the events section of the website for more details, and don’t hesitate to contact me – I’d love to hear from you!
My hope is that the community continues to grow and evolve, whilst supporting each other, in whatever form that takes. Whether you’re reminiscing about your time here, exploring the journeys of fellow alumni or learning about new opportunities to engage, I hope this magazine serves as a reminder of the enduring connection you all share.
It is a great honour to contribute to this latest edition of ODyssey in my first year as Head Master of Dauntsey’s. My predecessor, Mark Lascelles, often remarked that Head Masters are merely custodians of a school whose heritage stretches back to the 1500s. It is both humbling and daunting to see my name inscribed in the Dining Hall alongside the great Head Masters of the past. Like them, I am committed to guiding this remarkable institution forward, navigating the challenges and opportunities of what we might now call the Artificial Intelligence age.
Every generation faces its own unique challenges. It is tempting to believe that we live in unprecedented times, though I suspect every leader in history has felt the same. What is certain, however, is that UK independent schools are contending with an intense period of economic and political pressure—one that threatens the future viability of some institutions. Many of these challenges are beyond our control. The COVID pandemic, of course, had a profound impact, particularly on boarding schools. The years since have brought rising costs, fuelled in part by the conflict in Ukraine and the ensuing energy crisis. Now, we face the introduction of VAT on school fees, alongside sharp increases in National Insurance contributions, business rates, and the minimum wage. While we are not alone in experiencing sustained financial pressure—the maintained sector has suffered from underinvestment for decades—these developments make it an especially testing time for schools like ours.
Yet I remain full of optimism. Dauntsey’s is a remarkable community, and we have every reason to look to the future with confidence. Our pupils are everything we would hope them to be: ambitious in their intellectual and physical pursuits, brave in taking on new challenges, and compassionate towards themselves and others. This year, we have framed these qualities as the ABC of the Dauntsey’s Experience—a philosophy that will serve them well both now and beyond the school gates. We have outstanding facilities, dedicated and talented staff, and deeply supportive parents. We are, without doubt, a thriving school.
The pages of this magazine offer many examples of our pupils’ endeavours— both those still at school and those who have carried the lessons they learned here into the wider world. While examination results are, of course, an important measure of success, the true test of a Dauntsey’s education lies in the character of the young adults who walk out through our front gates for the final time. If the stories shared in this publication are anything to go by, we have much to be proud of.
As I am sure William Dauntesey intended, we remain committed to serving our local community. Around half of our First Form pupils come from local primary schools, and we are proud to support a large number of Service families. In recent years, we have significantly expanded our partnership work with local schools, ensuring that as many children as possible are given the opportunity to benefit from our resources—a contribution that, regrettably, has been overlooked in recent political discourse.
To ensure we can continue providing these life-changing opportunities, we are reaching out to our wider community and inviting you to support Dauntsey’s with our efforts. Your help is more vital than ever to ensure that a Dauntsey’s education remains accessible to talented young people from all backgrounds. There is so much more we want to achieve in widening access and deepening our partnerships, and I hope you will join us in safeguarding the legacy of William Dauntsey and the many leaders who have shaped this school into what it is today.
I hope to see many of our OD community at future school events. I am always delighted to hear stories of Dauntsey’s in years past and equally keen to share our exciting plans for the future. Do get in touch if you would like to visit, you can be sure of a warm Dauntsey’s welcome.
John Davies, HeadMaster
THE SCHOOL YEAR in pictures
This page:
New Pupils' Day 2024 with new Head Master
Music Tech A Level gets back up and running
Milton Jones concert raises over £4000 for school charity
A stunning Art Exhibition showcasing GCSE and A Level work
Rain doesn't stop play for First Form "Introduction to Adventure" at Braeside
Lower Sixth get to know each other at their start of year Team Building Day 2024
Moonrakers enjoying the Welsh countryside
Opposite:
Fitzmaurice House cheering on their runners at the Inter House Cross Country
The Spring Dance Showcase
Enchanting the audiences at the Autumn Concert
The final of Farmer Boules charity event
The Music Department took receipt of the much anticipated Steinway piano
Incredible performances at Footloose, the whole school musical
Memorable trip to Kenya, October 2024
SPORT
Round-up
Marcus Olsen, Director of Sport
This past twelve months has been another exceptional time for sport at Dauntsey’s, with pupils competing across a wide range of disciplines and delivering some outstanding results. With hundreds of students participating each term, the sports programme is growing, both in scale and in the level of achievement.
Rugby continues to be a cornerstone of the sports programme, with 142 matches played this year. The 1st XV enjoyed a stellar season, winning 11 of their 13 matches, including key victories against Canford and Sherborne. They reached the National SemiFinal of the Schools Plate Competition and will play at home early in 2025. Girls’ rugby is also growing rapidly, with increasing numbers and enthusiasm, and we look forward to further development in this area.
Hockey remains one of our flagship sports, with the boys playing 171 matches across 17 teams. The girls’ teams had a particularly impressive season, with the 1st XI reaching the National Quarter Finals of the England Hockey U18 Tier 2 Competition. The U14A team were also crowned County Champions.
The 1st XI cricket squad lead the way through a strong season of dynamic play. Their impressive cup run took them to the last 32 of the National T20 Competition, showcasing the skill and determination of our players. Girls' cricket is rapidly growing, with increasing success on the pitch and great enthusiasm from the teams.
In netball, 25 teams played 220 matches this year, winning an impressive 137 games. Highlights include the U14A team’s qualification for the National Schools Competition, a first for Dauntsey’s, and the U16 and U18 teams advancing to the Regional Competition.
The 1st XI football team had a record-breaking season, with five wins, four draws, and just two defeats. The team set a new goal scoring record of 35 and equalled the best ever goal difference of +18. The future looks bright, with many younger players stepping up to contribute to the senior teams.
Our equestrian teams achieved remarkable results across multiple events. Teams and individuals qualified for national championships, including Hickstead, with standout performances in showjumping and dressage. The dedication and skill of our riders continue to impress.
Our athletics teams dominated the County Championships, securing over 30 medals. Nine students represented Wiltshire at the South-West Championships, and our senior athletes excelled at the Lutra Shield, with the girls’ team winning for the second consecutive year.
Other highlights include strong seasons for tennis, swimming, and fencing. In tennis, several teams remained unbeaten throughout the season, and our fencing programme expanded to include new opportunities for younger pupils. Meanwhile, rifle shooting continues to flourish, with pupils competing nationally and showing great promise for the future.
Sport at Dauntsey’s is about more than just results; it’s about participation, resilience, and teamwork. The breadth of activities on offer ensures there is something for everyone, and the enthusiasm of our pupils and staff is inspiring. As we look ahead to 2025, we remain committed to providing opportunities for all to achieve and enjoy the many benefits of sport.
CELEBRATING Leavers 2024
We are exceptionally proud of all of our Upper Sixth and what they have achieved. They aimed high, worked hard and were justly rewarded. Of the 144 pupils three quarters of the grades awarded were A*-B, 15% of the grades were at A*, 42% at A* - A, while twenty-seven pupils achieved all A* and A grades. These results secured pupils places at top institutions in the UK, including Oxford, Exeter, Durham, UCL, Birmingham, Warwick, Manchester, Nottingham, London Guildhall of Music, Central St Martins and The Courtauld Institute. 94% were offered places at their preferred institutions.
BEN ADAMS
After leaving Dauntsey’s, I went straight to London to study classical clarinet at the Guildhall School of Music and Drama - and I’m absolutely loving it! It’s a lot of hard work, with plenty of playing, rehearsing, and practising, but getting to do what I’m passionate about alongside other musicians is an amazing experience.
I owe a huge thank you to Dauntsey’s for getting me here. Without the incredible support from the music department, I wouldn’t have even known this could be my career! They supported my love for music and helped me foster external connections that are still proving invaluable today.
Looking ahead, if all goes to plan, I’d love to be a full-time clarinettist - whether playing in orchestras, chamber groups, or session gigs - basically, wherever someone will pay me to play! I’m also excited about the idea of doing some teaching on the side.
BEATRIX FOOKS
I joined Dauntsey’s School in 2017 as a nervous and timid first former with very little confidence. However, from this community, I have been provided with endless extracurricular activities, including drama, dance, music and art, that has provided me with an outlet to cultivate a true love for the arts alongside my academics. For that reason, such activities helped me decide on my degree as an Art Historian, which through the help of my excellent A Level teachers in English Language, Drama and History of Art, allowed me to secure my place at the University of Edinburgh, further driving my aspirations to become an Art Dealer in the future.
Now, as an Old Dauntseian, I have truly come to appreciate the support that the school has provided which has enabled me to reach my true potential.
MIA WALFORD
Since leaving Dauntsey’s, I have begun the first of four years with GlaxoSmithKline (GSK) as a degree apprentice to earn a biosciences degree, alongside working full time as a lab biologist within the company.
I took biology, chemistry and psychology for A Level. The application process was lengthy, but I am grateful for the careers support I received in balancing both apprenticeship and university applications.
The experience in writing scientific papers I gained from completing my EPQ, entitled ‘Protein misfolds and neurodegeneration: How far has research proved that SOD1 proteins cause Amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS)?’, along with the communication skills developed through my PCertLam (Level 3 Certificate in Speech and Drama: Performance Studies through LAMDA) helped me make the most of the opportunity so far.
Relocating for work, managing my own time and understanding the responsibilities of a research scientist have been rewarding goals to strive for, and I look forward to the future progression this role will allow me.
We wish them well as they move into the next stage of their lives, and welcome them to the Old Dauntseian community, please do stay in touch!
LEAVERS’ DESTINATIONS 2024
61% of places were at Russell Group, whilst 68% are Sutton Top 30.
NEWCASTLE
Chemistry with Medicinal Chemistry (2)
Geography
Mechanical Engineering
DURHAM
Anthropology & Sociology (2)
Business & Management
Economics with Management
English Literature
Geography (2)
Modern Languages & Culture
Modern Languages & History
Philosophy, Politics & Economics
Psychology
LANCASTER
Biomedicine
Business Analytics (Industry)
LIVERPOOL
Economics (year in industry) (2)
SWANSEA
Business Management (year abroad)
Sociology (year in industry)
CARDIFF
Business Management (International)
Human Geography & Planning (placement)
International Relations
Law
Medicine
CARDIFF MET
Sport & Exercise Science
LEICESTER Geography
HARPER ADAMS
Physiotherapy Sport, Exercise & Health Sciences
ROYAL AGRICULTURAL
Agriculture & Farm Management
Environment & Sustainability
BRISTOL
Economics & Finance Engineering
English
History & German International Business Management & Spanish Modern Languages Politics & Spanish
Economics & International Development Mechanical Engineering (industry placement) Psychology with Neuroscience
EDINBURGH
Accounting & Business Chemistry
Fine Art
History of Art
International Business with Spanish
NORTHUMBRIA
Architecture
MANCHESTER
Archaeology & Anthropology
Management
Music (2)
Physics
YORK
Chemistry
Global Development
Mathematics/Philosophy (equal)
LEEDS
Business Management with Marketing
Chemical Engineering
Modern Languages & International Relations
Philosophy, Politics & Economics
SHEFFIELD
Dental Surgery
NOTTINGHAM
Criminology & Sociology
Geography
History of Art & English
Industrial Economics
Modern Languages with Business Neuroscience
LOUGHBOROUGH
Business, Economics & Finance
Geography and Sports Science
Politics & International Relations
Psychology
WARWICK
Chemistry (international placement)
Modern Languages
Politics, International Studies & Global Sustainable Development
OXFORD
Classical Archaeology & Ancient History
Fine Art
Geology
Theology
OXFORD BROOKES
Anthropology/International Relations
Business & Finance
Business & Management (4)
Business Management & International Relations (2)
Criminology
Events Management
Marketing & Events Management
Midwifery
Property Development & Management
Psychology
Real Estate
Sport and Exercise Science (2)
IMPERIAL
Electrical
Materials
COURTAULD INSTITUTE OF ART
History of Art
UNIVERSITY OF THE ARTS
Critical Practice in Fashion Media
Photojournalism & Documentary Photography
CENTRAL ST MARTINS
Art Foundation
ROYAL HOLLOWAY
Politics, International business & Modern Languages
UCL Economics
French & Italian
Human Sciences
Nutrition & Medical Sciences
Bidding farewell to staff
Bidding farewell to staff that have contributed so much to the Dauntsey’s community is always hard, but in doing so it allows us to pause and think back on their time at the school and remember some of their key highlights. The past 12 months has seen us say goodbye to a number of staff, all of whom are listed below including write-ups for a number of our longer serving staff.
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Mark Lascelles
Head Master, 2012 - 2024
Achange of Head is always a strange time for everyone involved. The Governors are desperate to know that they have made the right choice; parents are concerned about the effect that it will have on the School; the staff are nervous about the impact that it will have on each one of them and their particular role; and the pupils are just interested in what the person is going to be like. The one person who is often not considered at this crucial time is the new Head themselves.
Mark arrived at Dauntsey’s in September 2012, after three years as Lower Master (Senior Deputy Head) at The King’s School, Canterbury, which included a year as Acting Head Master. He took over from Stewart Roberts, one of Mark’s former teachers at Shrewsbury School, who had overseen an incredibly successful period in Dauntsey’s history. Only subsequently did Mark tell me that whilst he realised that he had inherited a highly successful, and flourishing School, with a very strong, and extremely experienced, Senior Management Team, he imagined those same individuals judging him from afar. This was rooted in the fact that whilst the Head Master’s Office sits right at the main entrance to the School, the offices of the three other senior staff are next to each other on the other side of the building,
and there seemed no reason for him ever to ‘drop in’ and see them! He therefore imagined us discussing him, and his actions, and planning some sort of coup. That he was able to push these concerns to one side, and very quickly establish himself, along with the fact that they were not true, was to a large extent down to his innate confidence. This is a combination of confidence in his own ability, in what he wants to achieve, and in his ability to persuade others to join him. Throughout his time at the School, he has been keen to remind people that he is only a temporary holder of the position as Head Master of Dauntsey’s, and that the key for him has always been to ensure that it is a stronger, and better place when he departs than when he arrived.
These ideas of ‘Legacy’ have been excellently covered by James Kerr in his book of that name, subtitled ‘What the All Blacks can teach us about the business of life’. Kerr selects a different ‘Lesson for Leadership’ as the heading for each chapter, and many of the words chosen undoubtedly reflect Mark’s own educational principles, since they include such terms as: Character, Adapt, Purpose, Responsibility, Learn, Expectations, Preparation and Authenticity, in addition to the Maori word ‘Whakapapa’, which roughly translates as ‘planting trees that you will never see by being a good ancestor’. These are attributes, along with others, particularly kindness, that Mark has espoused each and every day whilst at Dauntsey’s, encouraging the pupils to be ‘a rainbow in someone else’s cloud’ (as he quoted from Maya Angelou).
In order to achieve them, it could be said that he has been very forthright at times, which some members of the community have found difficult on occasions, but given Mark’s ‘endgame’ to leave the School in a stronger position than when he arrived, few can argue that he has not been successful in that aim.
It was obvious right from the start that his role at Dauntsey’s was hugely important to him, and therefore he has rarely been away from School, since he has been reluctant to take on roles that would lead to him being absent. He learnt the names of each and every pupil in the School, and addressed them as such whilst he was out and about around the School. He regularly met the buses on their arrival in the morning, always tried to be there to see them depart in the evenings, and he was frequently in the Quad in order to chat to pupils at the conclusion of break times.
In addition, he did his weekly lunch duty, emailed every pupil on their birthday and attended everything that took place, such as fixtures, concerts, plays and exhibitions, meaning that he always had something upon which to compliment pupils when he saw them. At times he claimed that I had stated that he was often just ‘wafting about’ the School, but such a statement probably came out of my concern that he would return with lots of ideas of things that needed to be dealt with or changed, and that it might have been better if he had stayed in his office drinking yet more tea!
And what a lot of change there was under Mark’s leadership. Whilst he was always keen to stress that ‘this place is very definitely about people, and not facilities or buildings’, the site has altered dramatically over the last decade. These changes included the building of the Pavilion, which has proved to be so much more than the name suggests, and has provided the School with an outstanding multi-purpose venue that has relieved pressure in so many other areas, whilst also proving an amazing ‘hub’ for parents
on match days. In addition there have been the DT extension, the reorganisation of the Sports Hall and swimming pool area, incorporating space for dance and additional classrooms, and the new Olive Building, housing Business, Geography and Mathematics in classrooms conducive to learning. And who can forget the Athletics track.
Mark always wanted pupils to show an ‘adventurous spirit’, and the opportunity to achieve this was certainly evident when he made the decision that Dauntsey’s would be one of the first schools to appoint a Head of Adventure, something that has been subsequently copied quite widely within the Independent sector. In so doing, he put adventure, and the skills that come with it, right at the centre of what the School offers. He was a real advocate for improving girls’ sport, as well as a great supporter of ‘Dance for All’, although not always so enthusiastic and complimentary about the design of some of the trophies that have been won at competitions.
As an extremely talented sportsman himself, the School and a number of fortunate pupils have benefitted from the time that he very happily spent coaching (particularly cricket) and umpiring (especially hockey) over the last few years.
In all that he did, Mark put the development of the individual at the centre of his thinking and planning. In addition to his key principle of ensuring that pupils are kind, he wanted to ensure that they are confident and successful, without being arrogant or having a sense of entitlement. He consistently talked about the ideas of friendship, teamwork, belonging, and being part of the greater whole. These attributes were very evident in his drive for ‘Sport For All’, and in his support for events such as the staging of Billy Elliot in The West End, the girls’ choir performing at The Royal Festival Hall and the U18 Vase Final at Twickenham. In addition he was a keen supporter of the annual Devizes to Westminster Canoe Race (often altering his family skiing holiday to fit around it), the JolieBrise and the Mercers’ Lecture programme, which have all offered so much to the pupils over the years.
The success of a School can be judged in a variety of different ways. If one looks at ISI Inspections over the past twelve years, they show continued success and excellence. If one takes ‘parental satisfaction’, ‘word of mouth’ and numbers in the School, these also point to a very successful School. Before Mark started I remember telling him that, having watched his predecessor very closely, he would become consumed by ‘numbers’, both those currently in the School and those due to come. Whilst he dismissed this initially, he was subsequently forced to accept, and acknowledge, that it did indeed focus his mind for a significant percentage of
his day to day life. And with such focus, and the support of the whole community, numbers have continued to grow, and also included a point in his tenure where one September saw the academic year start with more girls than boys; I think that the difference was only three, but it was significant. One must also not forget the leadership that he provided at key moments throughout his time at the helm, when tough and critical decisions needed to be made; whilst some of these were not always popular, he was determined to make them if he felt that it was in the best interests of the School. This was also the case throughout the awful Covid period, when the School opened and closed and what was allowed fluctuated and changed; this was a time which Mark has described as ‘wonderfully normal in lots of ways; but dreadfully different in others’.
Whilst there is no doubt that Mark inherited a very strong, and successful, School from his predecessor, there is also no doubt that he succeeded in what he set out to achieve and that 12 years later he left it in an even stronger position. In addition, in his own words, his time at Dauntsey’s has been the ‘most rewarding and enjoyable period of my life’. He arrived in 2012 with Amber and three young children, all of whom have become key members of the wider Dauntsey’s community, and have flourished in their separate, and different, ways. They now go in various directions, with Mark, Amber and Romilly at Epsom and Alex at university, and Nina boarding in Jeanne in order to complete her GCSEs.
It will be another new start for them all, and Mark will once again be almost the ‘forgotten one’, but as he once stated ‘Head Masters can do nothing wrong in their first year, nothing right in their second year, and after that few people
will care anyway’. One person who will care at all stages is Mark himself, who has always been keen to strive for the very best for both the School, and the individuals within it. There is no doubt that he will bring the same commitment and enthusiasm to his new role at Epsom College. He will also bring a real determination to succeed, and few would bet against him achieving it because one thing is certain, Mark hates to lose!
Mark McFarland SecondMaster (2003-2021)
David Benedict
‘The world’s a better place with David.’ Need I write more? I thanked the colleague who said this and thought ‘my job is done’! However, I should explain why many of us on the staff and pupil body wholeheartedly agree.
David has time for everyone; he is kind, caring, incredibly supportive and considerate, as well as having a great, dry sense of humour. In his pastoral roles as tutor of Farmer, Hemens and Housemaster of Hemens (2021-2022) he was calm and caring.
As HoD of EAL (English as an Additional Language) he was creative, patient and wise – many a time he suggested a pause, a ponder, then act! Inspired to raise the profile of the EAL department and the international community David introduced many fun events - debates, hot chocolate, poetry sharing, and a whole school vocabulary week challenge - these also built the EAL students’ confidence; assisting their integration into what can be a daunting environment.
The EAL staff have always felt appreciated and encouraged. David has a great facility with words and is one for a pun which brings a smile and a groan! We will miss
OD Day, 2024
him popping his head round the door with a message in Spanish or an offer of coffee. Every Lent he goes sugar-free and gives up alcohol – now that takes will-power!
David has enthusiastically coached cricket and football (Crystal Palace style –apologies to the few non-Crystal Palace supporters amongst you!).
After five years at Dauntsey’s David made a huge, yet quiet impact and he will be sorely missed. We wish David all the very best for the future.
Cathryn Shakeshaft, HeadofEAL
Elise Chambers
Elise Chambers arrived at Dauntsey's a decade ago with energy, enthusiasm and a passion for organisation that would make German car manufacturers nervous. Fortunately, for us, these were qualities that never left her in what proved to be a wonderful, varied, and challenging career in the Performing Arts Department.
Elise was well known in the Dauntsey's community for her 'can-do' attitude, her approachability and wicked sense of humour. Armed with a razorsharp sense of sarcasm, Elise guided hundreds of pupils through A Level and GCSE examinations pieces and fondly remembered studio plays including 'Loot' and 'The Virtuous Burglar'. She will perhaps best be remembered creatively for the spectacular 'Alice in Wonderland' and most recently 'Wendy & Peter Pan' in which a full-scale ship was erected and magically disappeared scene by scene! It is an irrefutable fact that all pupils involved in any production directed by Elise will treasure the memory of camaraderie, joy and creativity of the
highest order for the rest of their lives. And that is what Elise did for the young people at Dauntsey's: selflessly and without ego, made everlasting memories.
Whilst Drama was her passion, she was at home in the Dance studio and (quite literally) in House where she made a huge difference to all the young people in her care. As a resident tutor of Evans (and in a variety of other roles) she always led with kindness and a desire to do the right thing for the girls and boys she worked with, regularly going beyond expectations of a tutor. I know that there are many leavers and current pupils who will owe her a huge debt of gratitude. Since starting at Dauntsey's, Elise and Gary have grown their family with Summer and Milly, and the girls have grown up as much a part of the Dauntsey's community as their mum and dad, which I know Elise is hugely thankful for.
Elise's ambition and determination never ceased to amaze me. In 2020 in the midst of a difficult period and a pandemic, she diligently agreed to step out of her comfort zone as a highly skilled classroom teacher and establish the Speech & Drama Department at Dauntsey's. The offering of LAMDA qualifications was instantly popular thanks to her aforementioned organisation and the fact that 'if Mrs Chambers was doing it, it would probably be pretty good'. The department was a hit, masses of pupils signing up, hugely popular showcase evenings and a multitude of talented performers given attention, care and direction. During her time, all pupils who took an examination scored a distinction - this is a remarkable achievement, and I am personally so grateful and indebted to Elise for leaving such a wonderful legacy.
Finally, on behalf of the common room I want to thank Elise for being a great friend to so many. Her positivity, optimism and penchant for the very finest gossip made her a stellar colleague and she was such a valued member of the team. It was clear to me long ago that she was not only ready and capable but needed to run a large department of her own and I am so pleased that she will join Marlborough College Malaysia as Head of Drama. I have no doubt that she will soon have them all in line.
Chris Walker, DirectorofDrama
Annie Evans
Just before joining Dauntsey’s as a teacher, Annie first met the then Head of Spanish, Ann Jackson, pitch-side cheering on her son and this is how many of us have come to know Annie. She, who warmly, calmly and selflessly supports and encourages her pupils and colleagues has called time on her career at Dauntsey’s. Throughout her twelve years, Annie embraced the values and ethos of the school in an unforced and utterly genuine way.
Annie came to teaching after a very successful career in PR and marketing; but as a teacher, not only was she using her second language every day, she was able to share her deep and infectious passion for Spanish and Hispanic culture more generally. She has helped shape pupils’ lives in so many ways at Dauntsey’s, but it is in the classroom where pupils were inspired to travel, to grow in confidence and to take their GCSE or A Level Spanish to the next level.
Annie was Head of Spanish at Dauntsey’s for three years and under her direction the department flourished. She established the Lower School trip to Madrid and during lockdown she taught gap year Spanish online to our pupils, giving them something to aim for in the strangest of times.
Annie is an adventurous colleague whose unrelenting can-do attitude has seen her involved in very many trips and activities. A highlight will have been the expedition to Bhutan but her almost boundless energy has seen her lead and support all manner of adventure trips from camping to taking pupils under her wing to Salamanca, Granada and Madrid and encourage them to explore and try new things.
Annie is a brilliant tutor. She has worked in Scott, Evans and is now departing Hemens but it was with Jeanne, as Housemistress, where she made her mark. Annie made Jeanne feel like home for her girls; her tutors were incredibly well supported and Jeanne was a happy and warm place to be. The girls were so fond of her and it is testament to her strong relationship with them that she was invited back to events to mark milestones with those who were the younger ones when she left Jeanne as they then reached the end of their time at Dauntsey’s. Annie oversaw many changes in Jeanne and the conversion of the Jeanne conservatory was a triumph, giving the girls a space to hang out and experiment in the kitchen. She was always at the heart of Jeanne with her family, John and Josh, and her dogs (who sometimes provided that additional family touch and much needed cuddle).
When it was announced, to much approval, that she would be the school’s independent listener for pupils, many staff wished she could fulfil the same role for them. She is a great listener, calm counsellor and a dear colleague to us all. We are so happy, especially in the languages department, that she has her own post Dauntsey’s planning in place (JFOH will also be so proud).
Demelza Hills, HeadofSpanish
Ann Jackson
Ann arrived at Dauntsey’s in September 2001 with her husband, Rikki, the newly appointed Director of Drama, and their two young sons, Oliver and Lewis. Armed with a joint honours degree in French and Spanish and a PGCE in Modern Languages, both from Nottingham University.
Her early career had been marked by excellence as a teacher, housemistress and leader in various schools, including Mill Hill School, Trent College, where she met Rikki, and Wanganui Collegiate School in New Zealand. Ann had also demonstrated her adventurous spirit and leadership skills as a World Challenge expedition leader, successfully leading trips to Morocco, Ecuador, Peru, Bolivia and Venezuela between 1994 and 1997.
Ann’s journey at Dauntsey’s began in 2002, a year after the family’s arrival at the School, as a teacher of Spanish and tutor at the Manor. With all her experience, she quickly rose through the ranks, becoming Head of Spanish and Housemistress of Jeanne just one year later. In these roles, she displayed incredible energy, foresight, and commitment, earning high praise from colleagues, pupils, and parents alike. Ann’s dedication to her students was unparalleled, ensuring that each girl felt valued, supported, and understood. Her warmth, kindness, and genuine care made her an exceptional Housemistress and mentor, always providing sympathetic and thoughtful guidance. Her ability to balance firm guidance with empathetic support made her a much-loved figure in the school community.
As Head of Spanish, Ann excelled in her role, demonstrating outstanding leadership and a profound understanding of the subject. Her teaching style was marked by innovative methods and engaging lesson plans, which consistently inspired her students both to select the subject and then to achieve to the best of their abilities. Ann’s classes were known for their dynamic and interactive nature, helping to foster a deep appreciation for both the Spanish language and the culture among her pupils. Her commitment to academic excellence was evident in the consistently high results that her pupils achieved.
In 2017, Ann was appointed Deputy Head Pastoral, a role in which her expertise and guidance became invaluable to colleagues and students alike. Known for her discretion, honesty, and unwavering support, Ann always prioritised the wellbeing of others, offering thoughtful and measured advice. Colleagues frequently sought her dependable insights and were always impressed by her remarkable ability to remain calm under pressure. Ann’s dedication to Dauntsey’s was evident in every decision that she made and every piece of advice that she offered. She tirelessly supported both pupils and staff and was a trusted and valued friend and colleague who provided guidance and support without hesitation or judgement.
As a respected member of the ‘old guard,’ Ann deeply understood the School and commanded the admiration of the common room. She significantly enriched our community and was an incredible support to so many of the staff. Ann was always available, listening and engaging without judgement, consistently maintaining a positive and proactive attitude despite the huge demands of her role. Her calm and measured approach allowed her to handle even the most difficult of situations. As a Senior Manager, Ann was an extraordinary role model.
Her colleagues describe her as unflappable, unshockable, and irreplaceable. Her ability to consider the bigger picture, whilst keeping the individual at the heart of her work, was invaluable, and she had untold reserves of patience and calm. She was kind, committed, fair, and entirely selfless in her commitment to Dauntsey’s – the school, its pupils, and its staff. She was also always utterly professional and offered wise counsel. She provided invaluable reassurance and enormous support in times of high stress when the stakes were high, and everyone knew that Ann always had their back. Not only was she a strong and outstanding person, but she was also incredibly kind, and she laughed readily and regularly.
Ann’s departure from Dauntsey’s certainly marks the end of an era. Her tireless support, patience, and professionalism have left an indelible mark on the School in so many different ways. As she moves on to her new role as Deputy Head Pastoral at Brighton College in Hanoi, Vietnam, we wish her all the success and happiness in the world.
Eleni Conidaris, DeputyHead (LowerSchool)
Right: JFOH looking very pleased with the progress made in the Bike the Bus challenge, 2024
Amber Lascelles
Amber arrived at Dauntsey’s with Mark and her family and quickly became an integral part of the Dauntsey’s community.
An excellent Geography teacher she immediately made her mark in the classroom, delivering quality lessons and setting high standards for all her pupils; Amber made it her mission to get the very best out of each and every pupil. Thorough and demanding, she had high expectations but was always willing to give extra support and attention to those who found the going tough as well as stretching and challenging those at the top end. She was innovative and creative in her approach to teaching and resources and her GCSE & A Level results were outstanding. She will be a great loss to the Geography Department, where she was both a valued colleague and a good friend, and both staff and pupils will certainly miss her kind and supportive approach to teaching.
As a tutor in Forbes she was equally committed and caring. Supporting House events and cheering the pupils on from the sidelines, Amber always worked hard to make sure all pupils got the most out of their school experience.
Founder of the Dauntsey’s Running Club, she encouraged many of our Lower School pupils to hit the track. Her Wednesday sessions proved popular with a whole range of pupils who enjoyed her encouragement and positivity.
Amber was also a dark horse when it comes to new ventures and did not shy away from a challenge. In the true spirit of Dauntsey’s adventure she stepped up to train to become a lifeguard instructor and with no prior experience she literally dived in at the deep end (!) and took on the challenge head on. After many years
in the role, she has run an annual NPLQ course training a whole raft of lifeguards. Many of you will also have seen Amber out and about with sidekick Caspar either in the week or on a Saturday afternoon at School sports fixtures. As a kayaker, she would freely admit to being rather clueless with team sports initially, but she has learned fast and always been a loyal supporter on the side-lines of all matches, not just watching her talented girls in action but taking in a whole array of teams in all weathers with Caspar in tow! Similarly, she is a keen supporter of drama, music and theatre events always in the wings with an encouraging glance and kind word, in awe and wonder at the huge array of talent at school and ready with an encouraging smile and huge applause.
Anyone who has met Amber is struck by how very down to earth she is and recognises that a school like Dauntsey’s relies on an army of support staff, without whom it would be impossible to function. Approachable, earthy and kind, she has friends throughout our community and most notably her morning dog walking companion, Dale, the Head Groundsman. She always had a friendly word and a greeting for everyone; she was interested in people and their stories, and it is abundantly clear that she valued and was valued in return by the entire Dauntsey’s community.
While Mark takes on the Headship at Epsom, Amber has been snapped up as Head of Geography at Sutton High School and our loss is most definitely their gain.
Sarah Cooke (Cookie), ModernLanguages
James O'Hanlon
In linguistics, there is the term ‘collocation’ that describes the phenomenon of a word frequently or habitually appearing alongside another word or words. From talking to both staff and pupils about James O’Hanlon, it would appear that the collocation for James O’Hanlon is ‘legend.’
James joined Dauntsey’s a long time ago: in fact, James has spent almost half his current lifespan working at Dauntsey’s. In his time here he undertook many roles, all with passion and commitment. He was an outstanding Chemistry teacher and Head of Chemistry. He had that rare ability to inspire and enthuse all those he taught, from the First Former new to the discipline to the A Level pupil heading to Cambridge to read Natural Sciences. For other teachers, this could be something of a nightmare: shortly after arriving at Dauntsey’s I vividly remember teaching a Third Form class on a Wednesday morning immediately after they’d had a double Chemistry lesson with JFOH. They would come into each of my lessons buzzing with excitement about what ever chemical explosion or conflagration JFOH had set up in their previous lesson: an impossible act to follow.
James played a massive role in the pastoral life of Dauntsey’s, acting as Day House Master of Farmer (twice) and Boarding Housemaster of Fitz. He was outstanding in these roles, in part because of his dedication and compassion, but mostly, I think, because he could always see through to the fine young men that his often rather dubious charges had the potential to become. He treated all of them as individuals and gave them what they needed to thrive. And the boys recognised this, and
sometimes expressed their gratitude to him in unconventional ways. For example, one year at a Farmer end-of-year dinner a huge cardboard box was prominent on a table in the Dining Room – clearly a gift for JFOH. Part way through the evening, the box began to move. As James knew teenage boys of old, he assumed that the boys had put a diminutive First Former in there as a prank. When James opened the lid, however, a white, woolly face peered out. One of the Upper Sixth boys had a shepherd as a father, and the boys could think of no more fitting gift for a Farmer Housemaster than a lamb – the expression on Mrs O’Hanlon’s face was priceless!
As Head of Careers, the school lost James as a classroom teacher and also from his undignified charging up-and-down the rugby pitch as coach and referee, but what he brought to Careers was extraordinary. Sixth Formers would enter his office lost as to where life might take them and leave buzzing with possibilities. Moreover, he transformed the Careers Department in terms of the variety of visitors, speakers and events provided –such as the speed networking evening. Driving James was his underlying desire for the pupils to fulfil their potential and become the finest versions of themselves.
Underpinning all of this was James’ genuine interest in the well-being of the pupils. The Staff Common Room provides an excellent vantage point from which to observe the goings-on in the Quad and beyond. From there, teachers would sometimes time how long it took James to reach the Common Room. He would set off at 10.50, the start of break, but, frequently, he would not get into the Common Room until 11.20, the end of break. Why? Because he would stop innumerable times along the way to chat to pupils. He was interested in the lives of every single one of his charges.
Although what I have written perhaps gives some sense of why the word ‘legend’ is so regularly used about James, I have only scratched the surface. I have not discussed his deep love of the environment that manifested itself in his initiation of the BGT – ‘The Big Green Thing’. I have not discussed his ability to inspire his colleagues and encourage them to do things frankly they would rather not. James is a legend, and Dauntsey’s will feel like a slightly emptier place without him – not least because of his ability to enliven even the driest of occasions with his irrepressible sense of humour. We will miss him.
Sharon Wells, English
Anne Sampson
Anne Sampson joined the staff as an Assistant Housemistress at the Manor in February 2014. Her skills as a communicator and as a positive influence on young people’s lives were duly noted, and she joined the English Department in September 2016, initially teaching only First and Second Form classes. It was quickly obvious to us that we were underutilising her talents, and she was promoted to Housemistress at the Manor, and gradually took on older and older English classes. After five years as Housemistress, she moved to become a tutor in Evans; by this time, she was teaching IGCSE classes in the English Department. A brief reprise at the Manor in 2023 preceded her final year with us. She has moved back to Sidmouth and taken a job as a teaching assistant: her new school, The King’s School Devon, in Ottery St Mary, where she was once a pupil herself, have already realised that they are also underutilising her talents and have given her several classes to teach English to. Lucky them!
Anne was a delightful colleague: patient and understanding, quick to laugh and slow to blame. She was a sounding board for many of her colleagues, and a source of wise advice. Her lessons were models of focused organisation and planning and always fun. Running the Manor is a demanding job, and Anne, on one or two occasions, arrived in the English Office slightly flustered after a night with a pupil in A&E, or an unexpected small hours fire alarm; after a couple of minutes sharing her woes she was gone to her classroom, smiling and cheerful, the picture of professionalism. The pupils never saw the strain that she was sometimes under. She frequently said that she loved her English teaching and would spend hours
planning activities meticulously, preparing wonderful resources and marking work with a thoroughness enviable in full-time English teachers who don’t have to worry about being in charge of 85 pre-teens every night.
Pupils who had been supervised by her at The Manor agree: ‘The loveliest person ever, always there for you.’ ‘She was really passionate about helping us succeed.’ ‘She was like a cool aunt. She cared about our safety. We put her through hell, but she was still smiling.’ ‘I felt proud of being in The Manor; it really was a home from home.’ ‘The Manor was an amazing place, and everyone felt welcome.’
She has all of the warmth, empathy, kindness, humour and great sense of fun that you could ever want in a tutor, an English teacher or in a housemistress. Her rapport with both parents and pupils was excellent, and her leadership of the tutor team helped many thrive. The atmosphere she fostered in The Manor was one of pride, unity, and support. The pupils felt a deep sense of belonging and took pride in representing the House. Her charges loved her and she loved them back. Anne has a big, generous heart and the wonderful ability to make everyone feel important and counted. We wish her every success in this new phase of her wonderful career.
Andrew Brown, HeadofEnglish Eleni Conidaris, DeputyHead (LowerSchool) Emma Crozier, History
When Sue started working part-time as a Staff Secretary in Reprographics on 1 September 1991 (or the ‘Photocopying
Sue Stone
Room’ as it was called back then, which was housed in what is now the 17 Club/ Pig & Whistle; which then moved upstairs to what is now Andy Collins’ office; then, when they built the new Staff Common Room, downstairs to where it is now) little did she know how her role here at Dauntsey’s would evolve over the years. Back in the days when Barry Hughes was Second Master, Sue even took on the role of Summer Ball Secretary, a post which she relinquished in 2021. Sue always said that she had been lucky enough to work with many wonderful people, most of whom she still calls friends today.
When I arrived at Dauntsey’s as Head of Sailing in February 1995, she was asked if she would like to become full time and share her time between her Staff Secretary post and helping me with the admin for JolieBriseand the Sailing Club. Sue admitted that she didn’t really know one end of a boat from the other! Yet she felt she had enough self-taught skills to help me with the day-to-day admin, so willingly accepted the post.
In 2014, when Pauline (her colleague in Reprographics) decided to retire and move to Portugal, she decided to go back to three days a week and just concentrate on her Sailing Club duties.
We established an amazing working relationship, spanning nearly 29 years. Sue always said that she had learned so much during her time at Dauntsey’s – even camping for the first time in her life during JolieBrisecrew changes and driving JolieBrisecrews in the minibus home and abroad (her claim to fame was driving the minibus through the longest tunnel in the world, The Lærdal Tunnel, in Norway!). Sue has always eagerly turned her hand to any task that has needed doing, with the notable exception, many years ago, of refusing to drive a minibus to Russia for a crew change on JolieBrise!
Sue has been a key ingredient in the success of JolieBriseand is proud to have been a part of it, she wishes Dauntsey’s and the Sailing Club well for the future and we certainly are not going to let her disappear.
I asked Adam Seager, JolieBrise’scoskipper for the last 20 years to say some thing to put into this piece and he simply said: ‘Sue is a consistently lovely selfless person, who will clearly be very, very missed!’
Toby Marris, HeadofSailing
In addition, in 2024 we said farewell to...
Oscar Bergqvist (Sports Centre)
Pippa Booth (HR)
Catherine Brown (Matron)
Dianne Campbell (Catering)
Annie Cruikshanks (Sports Coach)
Tania Dyer (Mid-day Supervisor)
Helen Earwicker (Learning Support)
Kirsty Finney (Psychology)
Abigail Hinchliffe (English)
Catherine Holgate (Head Master's P.A.)
Rebecca Hobbs (Sports Centre)
Ollie James (Facilities)
Helen Kelly (Chef)
Kristen Moeller (Cleaner)
Rosie Palmer (Library)
Magda Ploszaj (Chef)
Tess Ransom (IT)
Gillian Sissons (Head Master's House Keeper)
Laura Sullivan (Psychology)
Claire Thomas (Art Technician)
Sarah Vesey Thompson (Finance)
Kev Whitehorn (Sports Centre Manager)
Anne serving ice-cream at The Manor, 2021
A Uniform History of Dauntsey’s A Play
in
Four Acts
Philip Nokes, Archivist
ACT ONE:
Heirs of Stalky & Co (1895-1934)
During this early period following the school’s re-foundation the uniform of Dauntsey Agricultural School (as it was officially known until 1930) was not dissimilar to that of many other schools. The 1908 school photograph shows Head Master F O Solomon (1900-1919) flanked by staff and surrounded by 70 or so boys against the backdrop of the school’s main entrance. All the boys appear to be wearing knickerbockers and stockings, the younger boys Eton collars, the older boys Edwardian “Middlesex” collars. They have jackets (some Norfolk jackets), a dark tie with horizontal stripes, and dark caps with a white DAS monogram.
By 1914 there were fewer waistcoats, and senior boys were wearing long trousers. On coming to Dauntsey’s in 1919 G W Olive’s energies were initially focused on finance, buildings and curriculum. Close attention was not paid to the uniform, although there were some changes. The 1921 school photograph shows all boys wearing dark suits and long trousers. A little later caps were dispensed with, and the tie became first a plain dark tie and then was embellished with a thin diagonal stripe for the house colour. Later still many of the boys wore a lighter suit – or was that simply because the photograph was taken (at the Manor after its 1929 acquisition) during the summer term?
ACT TWO: Study in Brown (1934-1969)
By the early 1930s Olive turned his attention to wider areas of school life. From our distant perspective we can easily forget how radical a school he created in the interwar years. It is a sign of Dauntsey’s standing that he was among 21 school heads asked to provide a statement of their aims and methods in The Modern Schools Handbook published by Gollancz in 1934. Others include the heads of Bedales, Frensham Heights, Summerhill, Bryanston, Leighton Park and Badminton.
Looking back over three decades in A School’s Adventure (1951) Olive writes “Much of our story covering the past few years has been taken up with various accounts indicating the phenomenal growth in the School’s buildings. We can now turn to another aspect of progress affecting the boys themselves, namely, the question of a new school costume. After some discussion the Governors [in June 1933] expressed approval in principle of the adoption, on grounds of hygiene and economy, of a new wearing apparel for the boys. This costume was to be a definite departure from the normal, consisting of open necked shirts, stockings and other garments all of a fawn colour. At the time there were some people who were not at all certain that they favoured the change, but this feeling was short-lived, and the costume has been held strongly in favour ever since.” The governors’ minutes record that alterations in the ordinary
apparel of the boys was to be such as the Head Master himself might consider expedient. Behind Olive’s use of “apparel” and “costume” one cannot help wondering whether there lurked a fan of the novels of Dornford Yates with their mannered prose.
In its opening School Notes The Dauntseian for July 1934 reports almost lyrically: “At the beginning of this term most of the school, including masters, blossomed out – no other phrase seems so fitting – in the new School costume ..…. There is no doubt that the experiment has been a great success.” The fruits of this sartorial innovation are to be seen in the 1934 school photograph. It is curious that in his account Olive nowhere mentions the short trousers, in the eyes of the general public to be the hallmark of Dauntsey’s for decades to come. Moreover, the shorts were (initially at least) enthusiastically adopted by Olive’s loyal lieutenants, as witnessed by the photograph. The Head Master himself chose to retain a more dignified image.
Dauntsey’s was by no means alone in adopting a less formal uniform. Bryanston and Clayesmore did something similar, as did Sedbergh and Loretto further north. The closest parallel is probably Gordonstoun, established in 1934 by Kurt Hahn on the model of Salem, the school he had founded in Germany shortly after the First War. The Gordonstoun uniform was the same open neck shirts, with brown jumpers, short trousers and knee socks.
Jim Hodges writes of encountering in Oxford in the early 1950s, before he had even heard of the school, a group of Dauntsey boys “appearing by their dress to have been let out from an institution. I have to confess that the thought even crossed my mind (from their appearance, I hasten to add, rather than their behaviour) that they belonged to some local reformatory.” By the time he arrived at Dauntsey’s in 1954 there were grumblings that such were their own, rather self-conscious, feelings on these outings. It was left to Olive’s successor Donald Forbes (1956-69), although no radical, to make the first change not long after his arrival. Long trousers (worn with ties, a brown check with a little green) were to be allowed for School House for formal occasions and for visits. That had been de rigueur
for Sunday wear even in the days of shorts. A further change occurred in autumn 1966 when prefects were permitted to wear “sober” suits on formal occasions.
For many years there were two school outfitters, town and country. The former was Daniel Neal in London (and Cheltenham), the latter Robert Kemp & Son at 31 The Brittox, Devizes – which closed in 1996, prompting Jim Hodges to write an amusing and nostalgic piece for the parish magazine. It was probably at this time that sales were brought in-house, although a link has survived with the presence in the school shop of two of the counters from Kemps.
Above: Whole School photo, 1939
Top: Whole School photo, 1910
ACT THREE: Decades When Not Much Happened (1969-2001)
Unhappy as Donald Forbes’ successor was with the increasing ease (and perversity?) with which a pupil would sometimes let his uniform descend into scruffiness, Guy King-Reynolds (1969-85) made no immediate changes.
Although girls first crossed the threshold in 1971, until 1976 they were only in the Sixth Form and no special uniform was created for them. Within limits they wore their own choice of clothes, as by now did the senior boys. There were some guidelines, but the essence of it was that clothes should be casual but presentable. Then in 1976 co-education proper began, girls being admitted into the First Form. This necessitated introduction of a uniform for girls, and a polyester darker brown was adopted for both blazer and skirt, with dark cardigans or (later) the same fawn pullover as boys. At the same time junior boys were permitted to wear long trousers, a gradual process working its way through the forms until reaching the First Form in 1983 – almost fifty years after the introduction of short trousers. Sic transit gloria scholae.
In autumn 1990, during the headship of Christopher Evans (1985-97), the girls switched to the same fawn blazers as the boys, but retaining the dark skirts. The blazers, traditionally a woollen fabric, were by this time polyester and wool.
Caroline Haywood (1985-92) recalls that it was probably earlier in the year that Senior Mistress Gwen Randall “reintroduced a summer dress for the girls, which you could only buy second hand from the school shop and the choice was either brown and white gingham check or a floral brown and white pattern. They were hideous, incredibly unfashionable and unflattering as they were all at least a decade old with A line skirts to the dress and ‘nose picker’ collars and had to be worn with white ankle socks. We were all disgusted at the time. I think only Fourth and Fifth Form had to wear them for the summer term and I’m pretty sure it was short lived and only lasted one summer!”
In the Sixth Form, continues Caroline, “the girls had a uniform of sorts. They had to wear a grey skirt, plain blouse and V-neck jumper. When summer uniform was declared, girls were allowed to wear a patterned skirt, which at the time seemed very exciting! For boys it was grey trousers, shirt and tie with a jacket. We also had around four ‘best dress’ days in the year when Sixth Formers (boys and girls) had to wear suits. These days included commemoration day, speech day, etc.”
Introduction of the brown uniform, 1976
ACT FOUR: Twenty First Century Blues
The blue uniform which the school knows today was an early initiative of Stewart Roberts, who became Head Master in 1997 after two years spent surveying the lie of the land as Second Master. The factors driving the change were various. There was a sense that something more in keeping with the times was needed to take the school forward. For some time there had been rumblings of discontent amongst the pupils. Parents were broadly in favour of change. Professional advice on the physical appearance of the school was being taken. Change was in the air, and within six months of the new Head Master taking the reins, governors were advised that “following a period of consultation and advice from a designer in London and from the in-house designer in School [the new uniform] should be ready for 1 September 1999”. And in June 1998 he was telling them that “following a competition he was meeting designers next day with the aim of having the School in the new uniform on 1 September 1999”. As so often with grand projects, the gestation period turned out to be rather longer. In February 1999 “Diane Robinson, the in-house designer who had been responsible for improvements in the décor of the School and the Manor, had produced designs for the new uniform and the first sample would be made up and available in the coming week. Consultation would then follow to gain approval of all concerned”. By November 1999 she “had now got the sample jackets for both boys and girls in the special colour, and these samples were produced and admired”. But then choppy waters were encountered, and in March 2000 governors learned that “although colours had been agreed and model uniforms produced, they had not found favour with the School, and Mrs Jane Upton [Deputy Head 1994-2017] was therefore continuing this difficult task of getting a new uniform that would be both stylish and acceptable to all concerned.” By June 2001 governors were told that the new uniform “was now in stock and would be worn from next September. Pupils with the previous uniform could continue to wear this until it needed replacing.” Jane Upton’s high diplomatic endeavours were properly recognised, the governors at their December 2001 meeting congratulating her upon “what was proving to be very popular and successful”.
Calling to mind his predecessor’s words, the editor of the 2001 Dauntseian wrote: “Visitors to the School, either in person or on our website, cannot fail to have noticed that, for the first time
since I think 1934, we have a new uniform for pupils in Forms I to V. The Good Schools’ Guide of 2001 reports that the ‘sludgy beige uniform is being replaced with chirpy petrel blue’. There are rumours that on the first morning of term some bus drivers failed to stop and pick up our waiting pupils, assuming that these sharply dressed girls and boys came from another school. There is an overlap period of 12 months during which both styles may be worn. The fold-out cover of this magazine – the official school photograph taken on May 1st 2001 – marks the final recorded appearance of corporate fawn.”
Minor changes occurred in 2015 when the unisex blazer was replaced by separate blazers for boys and girls, and the wraparound skirt was replaced by a semi-pleated skirt. Today the official uniform for Lower and Middle School (Forms I to V) is a dark blue blazer, the breast pocket embroidered with the school’s arms [not crest: the school has none] and Honor Deo motto in white; charcoal grey trousers or blue Bedford check skirt; sky blue Oxford shirt and tie (blue with thin diagonal stripes) or sky blue blouse; blue V-neck pullover with arms and motto; black/navy socks or black tights; and smart black polishable shoes. Sixth form pupils are not expected to wear school uniform but to follow a simple formal dress code for which there are guidelines.
Some flowers that faded? During the later brown years there had been a raincoat, a rather inelegant gaberdine affair strongly redolent of the 1950s. An optional extra at one time had been the more stylish fawn duffel coat, enabling us to play Jack Hawkins in The Cruel Sea. Later still there had been a brown cagoule, initially popular but doomed to fall victim to the whims of fashion. The school scarf, which in its final incarnation had six stripes for the different houses (now 12 in number) is no more, having quietly fizzled out early this century. The prestigious colours scarves seem to have disappeared at some point between 1970 and 1990. For first colours the scarf had equal black and white stripes, for second colours it was black with narrow white stripes. Even I, surely the most unsporty pupil in the school’s history, coveted a colours scarf.
With thanks to Caroline Haywood, Jane Upton, and Roland Salmon for their help
A huge thank you to our current pupils, James, Henry, Santiago, Nora, Polly, Finn, Dougal, Dylan, Amelia and Annabelle for supporting the photoshoot (both in front and behind the scenes). And to all those who donated uniform to our archive to make this photoshoot possible.
Dauntsey’s THROUGH THE DECADES
It’s no secret that Old Dauntseians treasure their memories of their school years and, over the decades, we are lucky to have welcomed multiple generations from the same families. Poppy McHugh (née Salter) 33, and her grandfather John Lambert, 93, both went to Dauntsey’s, nearly 60 years apart. Here they recall their experiences, from moonlight swims to theatrical extravaganzas...
John and Poppy at Dauntsey’s circa 2002
JOHN:
“When I started Dauntsey’s it was 1944, and Britain was in the grip of World War II. Many of the younger male teachers had been called up to fight and an entire playing field had been dug up to grow potatoes for the war effort. We all got involved with picking them, and had a ball helping out. Of course, back then Dauntsey’s was very different. It was an all-boys school and day pupils – or ‘day bugs’ as we called them – were relatively unusual. There were no half terms as we know them now, but boarders’ parents would visit on Saturdays or Sundays.
“We’d
sneak out at night”
We enjoyed our fair share of escapades, and were very naughty at times. We’d often sneak out a window in the middle of the night and head down to the swimming pool, which was outdoors back then. We’d leap into the freezingcold water and enjoy a dip, but one night we made such a racket that a school master heard us from Manor. He almost fell down the steep bank trying to stop us escaping, but luckily I had already left and didn’t get caught.
If we wanted to enjoy ‘legal’ early morning swims you had to take cold showers for a fortnight beforehand, to build up your stamina. Otherwise, it was down to a once-weekly bath to keep you clean. I wasn’t a big sportsman but I was very good at swimming, and held the school record for breaststroke for many years. It wasn’t a patch on Adam Peaty’s time at the recent Olympics, but coming in first was a golden moment.
Back in the 40’s we didn’t have the wonderful dining hall the children enjoy today. It was wartime after all, and we became rather fed up of beans on toast. We loved our little tuck shop though, and we’d pour in at break and buy cream buns for two and a ha’ penny each. I used to eat four at a time, which was a little greedy. Of course, we stocked up for midnight feasts too.
Academically speaking I wasn’t hot stuff, but I adored the theatre productions at school and went on to act for much of my adult life. I made an excellent
pantomime dame! Career-wise, I went on to enjoy many years in the RAF and lived in Singapore and Bahrain, but I visited Dauntsey’s as often as I could and enjoyed catching up with old friends at OD events. Four years ago, my friend John and I attended a service at Market Lavington church – it felt wonderful to sit side-by-side in the front pew, just like we had at our confirmation nearly 80 years before.
My four children didn’t go to Dauntsey’s, but I was thrilled when Poppy said she was joining the school. My wife Carol and I were invited to watch all her theatre productions, which included Sweeney Todd and The Witches of Eastwick. The musicals were particularly brilliant, and watching her take the title role in Evita was emotional.
The fact Poppy went to Dauntsey’s still gives me the perfect excuse to visit now – we had a memorable night at a ball, and recently enjoyed an Old Dauntseian cricket match. Sharing our memories has given me so much pleasure over the years and while it’s been wonderful to see the school evolve, some things haven’t changed. Reassuringly, the entrance looks just like it did in my day, with its grand front door. It’s a beautiful building, and an incredible place.”
POPPY:
“Growing up, I adored hearing my grandfather’s stories from his time at Dauntsey’s. Of course, the naughty ones were always the best, especially his tales about their night swims in the chilly outdoor pool. He’d show me impressive photos of him doing acrobatics with his friends on the lawn –they’d all balance on top of each other in an enormous pyramid.
In 2003, we moved to Wiltshire and it was decided I would start boarding at Dauntsey’s in Year 2. Of course, my grandfather – who I’ve nicknamed Cuckoo since I was a child, because he would make the sound of a cuckoo when he returned from work – was every bit as thrilled as I was. I couldn’t wait to follow in his footsteps, and create my own memories at the school I’d heard so much about. On my first day, it felt very special to walk through the same doorway he had arrived at when he was a child, nearly 60 years before.
I’ve definitely inherited Cuckoo’s love of the theatre and over the next few years he was a regular fixture in the audience, watching all my school productions. Dauntsey’s gave me a huge amount of confidence and really helped me believe in myself, but it meant so much to know he was there supporting me behind the scenes.
“We share a special bond”
Over my time at school, Cuckoo came to all the OD events and memorial services too. We’d often join forces and explore the school together, and I’d listen intently as he regaled me with stories about the old tuck shop and his brilliant escapades. I now live in London, where I work in investor relations, but we still attend OD events together whenever we can and enjoy a wander around the grounds together. These days hold a very important place in our hearts, and they have strengthened our already special bond. We are incredibly grateful that we are always made to feel so welcome when we visit. After all, there can’t be many grandparents and grandchildren who have shared such a magical school experience.”
Above: John and Poppy
A Quest for EDUCATION
March may mark the start of the new academic year in Afghanistan, but since 2021 there has been a conspicuous absence at the start of each term. When the Taliban took over the country, they banned girls from secondary education — forbidding nearly 1.4 million girls from going to school past the age of 12. It’s a huge blow to the hopes and dreams of a generation of women and, at the time of going to press, there was no sign that the ban would be lifted.
For Farahnaz and Frozan, who are both from Afghanistan, the shift has been particularly devastating to see. In a world where so many take education for granted, they know only too well how precious it is. Their own quest for schooling took them thousands of miles from home to Dauntsey’s, and then on to North America. Here, ODyssey tells their stories...
FARAHNAZ:
Farahnaz spent much of her early life fleeing war and seeking education
When Farahnaz first stepped out of Heathrow airport in September 2012, it wasn’t the traffic or noise that caught her by surprise. It was the sight of a woman, driving a bus. “I’ll always remember that moment,” she says. “It seemed so incredible that a woman could drive. Back home, even going to school was a struggle if you were female.”
As a young girl growing up in Afghanistan in the 90s, political unrest meant Farahnaz and her family moved numerous times in a bid to seek stability. Under Taliban rule, girls were banned from school, but her parents were determined their six children would benefit from an education. It was a vision that saw the family crossing borders into Iran and Pakistan, often at great risk.
“We crossed borders as refugees many times, walking for hours without proper shoes,” she recalls. “We carried our possessions with us, fearing we could be shot. It was traumatising, but we were seeking education, and acceptance.”
When the Taliban retreated in 2001, Farahnaz and her family returned to Afghanistan. However, although the new government permitted girls to attend school, the reality was far from easy. Traditional attitudes often prevailed, which meant young women could be publicly harassed for seeking an education. A lack of suitable teachers, sanitation and electricity also created barriers.
“We studied in bombed-out buildings”
“We often had to study amidst the rubble of school buildings that had been bombed,” recalls Farahnaz. “Over time we acquired tents and chairs, but our learning was years behind. Although we could go to school, society still limited what women could do. When we were taught about basketball for example, we couldn’t actually play the sport. Instead, we learnt the rules by rote.”
But in 2010, Farahnaz joined the School of Leadership Afghanistan, otherwise known as SOLA. This ground-breaking initiative provided girls with a safe place to learn and it was there that Farahnaz met a friend of Demelza Hills, who is Head of Spanish at Dauntsey’s. Thanks to their combined endeavours, the school offered Farahnaz a scholarship, and in September 2011, she arrived in Wiltshire.
“Leaving Afghanistan was incredibly emotional, for me and my parents,” she says. “I was 18, knew nobody in the UK and would only see my family during the summer break. Of course, my mother and father were very nervous they wouldn’t be there to protect me. I couldn’t >>>
Top right: Farahnaz enjoying a meal with friends
Below: At Dauntsey’s
speak English very well and had never been on a plane before. I didn’t even know how to lock a bathroom door.”
With limited knowledge of the English language, Farahnaz says the transition was tough at first. But she soon began to settle into a very different life.
“I couldn’t understand a word my teachers were saying at first,” she says. “So I studied maths, chemistry and physics, which required less language. My main focus was making it into university, but I hadn’t realised how much I’d learn about the world.
“I’d never been to a library before, and was amazed to see so many books. I particularly loved children’s picture books, because I was fascinated by the stories and illustrations. I got stuck into basketball and hockey too, and even signed up for cross country running. I’ll never forget coming second in my first race – the only time I’d run anywhere was crossing a border, as a refugee.”
When she completed her A Levels in 2013, Farahnaz secured a year-long scholarship at Westover school in America. This was closely followed by a scholarship at Wofford College, where she studied Mathematics, Economics and Middle Eastern North African studies.
In 2018 Farahnaz earned the degree she and her parents had fought so hard for. She now lives in Ontario, Canada, where her family have since sought refuge too.
“My older sister also studied in America, but when the Taliban discovered we had gone abroad for education, it put my parents' lives at risk,” she explains. “When my mother and father flew to America for my sister’s graduation, we urged them to seek refuge in Canada. They walked to the border with just their clothes, and left everything else behind in Afghanistan.”
While Farahnaz is thriving, she is painfully aware that for millions of girls in Afghanistan, the reality is very different. At the time of going to press, girls were not permitted to attend secondary school or higher education, making Afghanistan the only country in the world to suspend that fundamental right. According to UNESCO, 80% of school-aged Afghan girls and young women are out of school, and nearly 30% of girls have never entered primary education.
“It’s heartbreaking to see,” she says. “I spent my early life running away from
Farahnaz found a passion for running
wars and towards education, and now it’s happening all over again. I’m incredibly grateful that my family are happy, safe and free. If they were there, I don’t think they’d be alive.”
FROZAN:
Frozan’s
quest for a degree saw her leaving Afghanistan during the Taliban takeover
Like many young women growing up in Afghanistan in the early 2000s, Frozan discovered a passion for learning when she attended school. This saw her putting in 12-hour days in the classroom, and ultimately moving across the globe to secure a university degree.
“Due to war and the Taliban, many women of my mother’s generation didn’t have access to secondary education,” explains Frozan, who’s now 25. “But when I was growing up in Kabul, school was open to everyone. I was determined I would go to university and wanted to study abroad, so in eighth grade I joined SOLA, a school for girls. I went to my regular school from 6am until 1pm, then from 3pm until 6pm I attended classes at SOLA, where we learnt in English.”
SOLA arranged for high performing students to study abroad and - like Farahnaz - Frozan was offered a place at Dauntsey’s. In 2015, aged 16, she travelled to England for the first time,
where Demelza Hills became her guardian.
“I had never been out of Afghanistan or away from my family before,” says Frozan.
“Being in the UK was nerve-racking and culturally very different, but there were exciting opportunities too. Back home, women weren’t encouraged to swim, but I soon learnt. I also learnt how to ride a bike – you rarely saw women cycling in Afghanistan, unless they were very rebellious. I hiked in the Brecon Beacons, sailed the JolieBriseand began to play the violin, which is something I cherish to this day. I still have lessons, and went on to play in the string group at university.”
After completing her A Levels in 2019, Frozan was awarded a scholarship to study at Wagner College in New York, through the Afghan Girls Financial Assistant Fund. Before starting her degree she decided to spend a GAP year teaching English in Kabul, but the COVID pandemic interrupted her onward travel plans.
“I went home because I really wanted the chance to reconnect with my family,” she says. “Of course, COVID then struck in 2020, so I ended up doing the first year of my degree online.”
By the summer of 2021, Frozan was ready to move to America. Her visa and flights were booked for late August but, by a twist of fate, Taliban fighters seized Kabul just six days earlier. Nobody will forget the tragic and chaotic scenes in the capital, as the government collapsed and tens of thousands descended on the airport, fearful for their futures and desperate
to flee. Many of these were students and women, desperate to preserve their freedom and education.
“I left with my passport and a change of clothes”
“At first, I thought I would wait a while to see if things calmed down, but my parents and Demelza urged me to leave for college while I had the chance,” says Frozan. “We didn’t make a fuss when I said goodbye, because I wasn’t even sure I would get inside the airport. I left with nothing but a backpack containing my passport and a change of clothes, and of course the airport was crazy. It was incredibly stressful but also overwhelmingly sad to see so many people so desperate to get out of their own country. We were all uncertain about the future, and fearful there would be another war.”
Thankfully, Frozan’s papers meant she was eventually able to board a flight out of Afghanistan. “I flew from Kabul to Qatar, then on to Germany and arrived at Washington DC at 2am,” she explains. “I then caught a train to New Jersey and arrived at college just as the other students were moving in. I had to start classes the next day and tried to be as
normal as possible, but I was physically and mentally exhausted after travelling for three nights.”
Against the odds, Frozan forged a life for herself in New York and graduated in Chemistry, Physics and German studies last summer. She is now studying her PhD in Analytical Chemistry at the University of Michigan, but she hasn’t been able to return home or see her parents since she left her home country. After her evacuation they fled to Canada, which has welcomed 40,000 refugees since the 2021 takeover.
“In Afghanistan, new laws dictate that women can’t go out or travel without male chaperone,” says Frozan. “If I go, there’s a chance I won’t be able to leave again. I’m settled in America though -
you make great friends at college. It’s been very tough not seeing my family, but we talk a lot and I’m hoping my visa may allow me to see them soon.”
Top: Frozan’s first day at school
Left: With lab-mates (Chemistry A Level)
Below: Frozan
Fostering a culture of SUSTAINABILITY
An interview with…
LORNA RITCHIE, DAUNTSEY’S GOVERNOR
Lorna Ritchie attended Dauntsey’s between 2000 and 2007. She subsequently studied archaeology at the University of Birmingham, followed by a Masters in forensic anthropology at the University of Edinburgh. After initially working as an archaeologist, Lorna shifted paths and joined the civil service, where she spent nearly a decade working in the Department of Energy and Climate Change focusing on various aspects of climate change policy. Lorna now works for a governance body in carbon markets, leading efforts to engage governments and support them in creating their own carbon market frameworks. She is also committed to driving forward Dauntsey’s focus on sustainability in her role as Governor.
What steps has Dauntsey’s taken to-date to become more sustainable and environmentally conscientious?
Dauntsey’s has made significant progress in decarbonising and improving the sustainability of its estate in recent years including:
¤ Solar panels on six buildings which export electricity to the national grid, reducing the school’s own demand.
¤ In the Manor, there is a biomass boiler system which provides hot water and heating.
¤ The multi-functional Pavilion is heated by ground source heat pump technology.
¤ Recycling of paper, cardboard and other consumables is well-established and food waste is taken to a nearby biomass fuel depot, reducing waste sent to landfill.
¤ In many of our buildings incandescent light bulbs have been replaced with energy saving LED lighting;
¤ And importantly we’re now establishing a Sustainability Committee to set climate targets and promote new initiatives within the school.
What role do you think the Governing Body plays in fostering a culture of sustainability within the school community?
The Governing Body plays a crucial role in shaping and creating a culture of sustainability across the school community. To be able to reduce emissions
to “net zero” you must embed thinking about emissions reduction across every aspect of the school’s operation from buses in the morning to the lunch menu. Ensuring that environmental responsibility is not a secondary consideration but a core principle in all decision-making. This means that the maximum benefit can be derived including through emissions and financial savings. The Governors are responsible for allocating resources for sustainability projects, such as energy efficiency improvements or renewables, and in setting targets for reducing the school’s carbon footprint. They can also support engagement and initiatives with staff and pupils, acting as advocates and ambassadors for sustainability.
What opportunities exist for independent schools to lead by example with sustainability?
Independent schools have a unique opportunity to lead by example in sustainability by setting ambitious goals and showcasing actionable strategies for others to follow, particularly in areas like sustainable procurement. Establishing targets for low-emission procurement not only minimizes the school’s carbon footprint but also raises the bar for organisations that collaborate with the school, creating a ripple effect, reducing emissions across the whole area. By hosting sustainability-focused events and demonstrating how sustainability can be embedded into schools’ practices, independent schools can inspire positive change beyond the immediate community and set a precedent for others to emulate.
What are the biggest challenges schools, in particular Dauntsey’s, face with regard to driving sustainability forward?
Understanding where to begin can be a huge challenge. Reducing emissions means first understanding where they are coming from, setting targets and then developing strategies to meet these. Dauntsey’s has its own challenges, as a historic school retrofitting buildings with energyefficient technologies and insulation can be more complicated than for others. Dauntsey’s has taken a
significant step forward through kicking off work to establish a Sustainability Committee to oversee this project.
Beyond driving forward the sustainability as a school and a business, how important do you think the education piece of sustainability is?
Achieving climate goals and keeping global warming within safe limits means collective action, from everyone. Individual actions, like switching off lights when leaving a room, reducing meat consumption, or opting for public transport, are essential contributions to the global effort. Although these actions can seem small, it will be impossible to prevent climate change without them.
However, understanding where to begin can be a challenge, which is why education is crucial for fostering awareness and empowering people to make these meaningful changes. Schools play a pivotal role in this process, not only by teaching the importance of sustainable practices but also by equipping students with the knowledge and skills to pursue green careers. By doing so, they cultivate a culture of environmental responsibility that can drive transformative societal change.
Fondest memories from Dauntsey’s...
All of the incredible adventure opportunities, like Moonrakers, a trip to Bhutan, and the Devizes to Westminster race with Anna Wilton!
If you would like to support Dauntsey’s with our sustainability efforts, from either a knowledge or financial perspective, please get in touch with s.cadwgan@dauntseys.org.
The DW was a particular highlight, though the training was gruelling - I remember ice, hypothermia, and more than a few swims. At the time, I hated every second of it! But, thankfully, the race itself was much easier than the training, and Anna and I ended up winning the women’s doubles. I even went on to do the race two more times, and kayaking has since become a lifelong passion - and how I met my husband!
Below: Many of the roofs at Dauntsey's now have solar arrays
PADDLE POWER
The canoeist’s Everest
From icy training sessions to emerging victorious at Westminster, the Devizes to Westminster Canoe race is a true test of grit and determination.
It’s nicknamed ‘The Canoeist’s Everest’ thanks to the magnitude of the challenge, and this Easter will mark the 77th annual Devizes to Westminster (DW) canoe race. The annual ultra-marathon involves a gruelling four-day, 125 mile paddle up the Kennet and Avon canal and Thames, often in harsh conditions, culminating at Westminster.
It may not be for the faint hearted, but the DW embodies Dauntsey’s ‘have a go’ ethos and has formed a huge part of the school’s rich history. For decades, Lower Sixth students have battled it out for a place on the 14-strong team, training for 15 hours a week during the winter months and competing in double kayaks.
Today, Dauntsey’s and DW are more closely entwined than ever. Teams are coached by Head of Adventure Education Sam Moore and DW coordinator Dan Darwall, and Old Dauntseian Owen Peake is umpiring the event for his third year. Meanwhile OD Kat Wilson (née Burbeck) has competed in 10 DW races, and still holds the women’s record.
Here, they tell us why this unique ultramarathon holds such a special place in their hearts...
“DW changed my world”
Old Dauntseian Kat Wilson holds the record for the fastest women’s DW race. Her first race, in 2003, ignited a love of canoeing which has shaped her entire life...
“DW has given me some of my closest friends, sparked a passion for canoeing and even led
to me meeting my husband, Gareth. Today, my two children aged four and six are avid kayakers, and we’ve built a life for ourselves near Lee Valley White Water Centre in Hertfordshire. It really did change my world.
“My fascination with DW started in the First Form at Dauntsey’s, when I watched our headmaster Stewart Roberts hand out medals to students who had completed the race. It sounded amazing, and I decided then and there that I was going to do it.
“Our DW teacher Adam Reid taught us how to kayak but, more importantly, he taught us to be tough and strong. DW is as much about mental strength and
team work as physical prowess, and we’d run as a pack on Salisbury Plain, often carrying our boats. It was gruelling but incredibly rewarding and gave us so much resilience. It was also a great leveller and I built strong friendships.
“In 2003 I did my first DW race, and it was tough. My hands blistered from the paddling, my wrists became swollen and we survived on military ration packs. I remember crying to my mum, who was supporting us, and begging her to find me some Shreddies! One of the hardest things was putting up our own tents after a day on the water, then taking them down again.
“However, we all pitched in, and we helped one another through. When it rained and the temperature plummeted, we sang to raise our body temperatures, and we chatted to keep one another going. I learnt so much about team work and even now, when I race as >>>
Below: Kat and her family
Right: Kat Wilson (née Burbeck) competing in the DW
a Senior, we keep ourselves positive by talking about our pace and how well we’re doing.
“Sure enough, by the end of that race in 2003, I had well and truly caught the bug. As we clambered up the steps at Westminster, the first thing I said was, ‘Well, I have to do that again, because I can definitely do it better.’ The experience made me mentally strong, and it taught me that you don’t need natural talent to find success. If you want something and work hard enough, you can achieve it.
“That first experience at Dauntsey’s opened the door to the canoeing world, where everyone thought I was a hero for doing DW. At Loughborough University I started white water paddling, and went on to compete internationally. I represented Britain and even met my husband Gareth - an international slalom paddler – on the water.
“Since 2003, I’ve done 10 DW races. While the junior race takes place over four days, the seniors paddle straight through nonstop overnight. The toughest point is the first 15 miles, which is nicknamed ‘The Long Pound.’ Your legs go incredibly numb and you experience this unbearable pain. It’s also tough when night falls, and you have to keep your wits about you on the Thames in the dark.
“In 2016, my teammate Alex Lane and I won the women’s category, and came second overall. We crossed the line in 17 hours 59 minutes and broke the women’s record, which is unbeaten to this day. Standing on the winner’s podium was an amazing experience. We were the only all-female crew to have ever been placed in the overall race, and I felt so proud. I’d been chasing that record for nine years and it was a real team effort to achieve it, with many of my DW friends from Dauntsey’s making up our elite support crew.
“DW is an incredible community, and the experience is addictive. I now work as a transformation programme manager, but over the years I’ve been involved in many elements of the race, from Owen Peake on his way to winning the DW in 2009
paddling to running the junior campsite, supporting and umpiring. By the end of the weekend, you feel overwhelmed with emotion and pride at what everyone has achieved. It takes a real team effort to complete the journey, and you dine out on the stories for months.
“Despite this, DW has struggled financially, so we’ve set up The Friends of DW to raise much-needed funds. It’s great to see that so many people who were introduced to DW by Dauntsey’s are working so hard to ensure its legacy continues. It changed my world, and we need to ensure that happens for the next generation too."
‘You have to dig deep”
Old Dauntseian Owen Peake won DW in 2009 and is now the event’s Chief Umpire...
“A
s a toddler, some of my earliest memories involve driving to collect my father Steve from his DW training sessions. My mum Sally would chuck me in the back of the car, where I’d sit and munch the Jelly Babies she’d brought to keep up dad’s energy levels.
“Watching him on the water inspired me and, by the age of four, I was splashing around in an old family canoe. By 12, I was paddling in earnest and during my time at Dauntsey’s I trained every night. I joined the British junior team and competed at the World Championships.
“Dad also coached the Dauntsey’s DW team and that sparked my determination to get involved in the race. When I finally did my first junior Devizes to Westminster in 1998, my partner and I came third. The experience definitely teaches you resilience – it’s an intense four days and there will be difficult times, so you have to dig deep.
“After university, I coached the Dauntsey’s DW team and in 2009 I decided to have a crack at winning the senior race. It had always been my ambition to cross the line first, and that April I finally did it. I was already fit, but for four months my partner Dan Seaford and I trained twice a day, six days a week, before and after work. It was tough and we’d be on the water for nearly 20 hours a week, but we got to Westminster Bridge in 17 hours 16 minutes and 51 seconds. Winning was a dream come true.
“Over the years I also helped run the DW campsites, where I formed lifelong friendships, but in 2023 I became the event’s chief umpire. The race had been cancelled a few times due to extreme weather and my career in risk management, combined with my racing pedigree, made me a good fit.
“With around 400 people taking part every year, there’s a huge amount that goes into organising DW. There are 15 of us working on the event across the year, alongside 400 volunteers who do everything from marshalling road crossings to crewing the campsites. It’s a massive team effort.
“Whether you’re working behind the scenes or competing in the water, being involved in DW gives you lifelong friends and leads to incredible camaraderie. You’re sharing a unique experience and united in a common goal."
Physics
teacher and
Old
Dauntseian Dan Darwall is the school’s DW coordinator, and says the
experience boosts students’ resilience...
“The first time I did DW I was in the Lower Sixth at Dauntsey’s, and it had a massive impact on my life. We call DW an ultra-marathon, but that doesn’t do it justice. There are few things that are tougher than this, and the biggest challenge is the emotional resilience you need. Anyone can get fit if they do the right exercise, it’s developing enough mental strength that’s tricky. After all, that’s what keeps you going when you’re breaking your way through the ice during training, or running for miles with your canoe.
“This transforms lives”
“DW is a steep learning curve for pupils, but we see a big shift in their relationship with their parents and guardians too. The vast majority of parents or guardians haven’t paddled it, and for the first time in their lives, the children are the experts.
Top: Crew and competitors celebrating, 2024
Above: Pupils training for the DW
“Year on year, I see DW changing lives. Students’ fitness goes through the roof, as do their organisation skills. It’s transformational for self-esteem, confidence and perspective – after all, you’re unlikely to face anything else in life that’s as mentally and physically challenging as this. A bad day pales into insignificance when you remember climbing back into your kayak, stiff and cold after two nights in a tent, and knowing you face another 38-mile paddle!” >>>
Sam Moore, Head of Adventure Education, explains what DW training entails at Dauntsey’s...
“DW is the toughest youth challenge out there, and the training alone requires huge commitment. We start with land-based, strength sessions involving everything from shuffle runs piggybacking your partner to pushing tyres around. We’re out whatever the weather, and the rule is that you don’t stop. Whatever you come up against, you keep going and you do your best.
“Come January, we hit the Kennet and Avon canal, building up our distance on the water week-by-week. It’s not unusual for students to be ploughing through 100 metres of ice, or paddling through snow. They are out there for around 15 hours every week, and we joke that while they’re in training they can choose two out of a social life, good grades or DW. One of those will suffer, and we know which we think it should be!
‘It’s the toughest challenge’
“Right from the start, there’s a huge emphasis on students taking responsibility for their own race. We will provide the framework to get them to the start line,
but we cannot paddle the boat from Devizes to Westminster for them. By time they emerge the other end, students are significantly more resilient. For many it’s the first time they’ve taken on a big challenge, but they learn to break it down session by session, goal by goal. DW looks impossible when they start training in the Autumn Term but, without fail, they all make it to Westminster, with a massive achievement under their belt."
Below: The 2024 DW crew
Humans of Dauntsey’s
We have always felt that our school is unique, one that is more about the people than just the place. Humans of Dauntsey’s is a window into the many varied people who make up our community. It’s a little glimpse into the lives of those who make our environment such a happy and inclusive place; people who have been part of our community in the past, and those who are still with us.
It has been nothing short of a privilege to interview our ‘humans’. They have shared personal stories, wisdom and advice and I am hugely grateful to everyone who has allowed us a glimpse into their lives. I would also like to thank our talented pupil photographers, Fynn D, Hermes L, Will W and Georgie L who, over the last three years, have all been inspirational to work with and have shown enormous talent in understanding their subjects in such a wholly empathetic way.
I look forward to sharing many more stories in the years to come.
Justine Wall TeacherofEnglishandEDIlead
Sharon Chan
Upper Sixth
My happiest memory I have is of wakeboarding. I love wakeboarding so much; I feel really, really free and when I do it nothing can get to me or bother me. I do it in Hong Kong and the last time I did it I saw dolphins. I had two jumping up metres away from me. It was incredible. I wakeboard with my dad so it’s also a really good bonding experience for us.
I think if people were to describe me they’d say I’m really nice but also really caffeinated! I’m very independent too. In the summer holidays, I began working on attaining my Coffee Diploma and I absolutely love it. You take different courses and you earn points which then go towards your diploma. I have learned so much, but particularly about other countries. My favourite coffee beans are from Brazil; I particularly like the nutty, chocolate aftertaste of Brazilian beans. The worst coffee I had actually cost me quite a lot and it was awful; the café were trying out a new technique and actually all I could taste were ashes. What a waste!
I go café-hopping on my own and it’s one of my favourite things to do. I bring a book with me, and I sit and drink coffee and read – it’s brilliant. Society Café in Bath is one of my favourite places and the coffee there is really good. Redemption Roasters in London are also amazing. It’s a prison reform coffee shop and it allows people a fresh start in life which I think is so important.
I want to work in the medical field one day, which is strange as it’s very different from my hobbies. I really want to help people; doctors have so much responsibility but they’re also so inspiring. My goal is to go to UCL and I think I’d like to ultimately specialise in orthopaedics, perhaps inspired by breaking my arm ice-skating when I was younger!
Finding peace within myself has been challenging and last year I struggled quite a lot; relationships with friends and family were hard but I discovered that talking to people really helps. If you keep holding stuff in your chest, it really doesn’t feel
good. I also think my café-hopping helped. I found a certain solitude. And books. Books are a wonderful help – just pick up a book if you’re struggling and immerse yourself in another world. I read a lot of Chinese and English books, and then Japanese too that have been translated into Chinese. One of the Japanese books I’ve just read was amazing, all about a girl who had pancreatic cancer. She was such an inspiring character. She lived her best life, and I think that’s what we should all aim to do - live our best lives and be proactive,
My perfect day would of course be spent café-hopping in Hong Kong. There’s a café there that employs neurodiverse people and people with mental health issues and I think that’s so important. Society needs to be more inclusive and people like the café owner are helping. I really think, and I know it’s a cliché, that the world needs to be more
kind. Don’t be self-centred, see the world with a bigger view and listen to each other’s experiences. What I love about being at Dauntsey’s is the support you get. We take care of pupils well here. The teachers are really nice too, and instead of having formal teacher-student relationships, when you get to Sixth Form particularly, it’s more like a friendship. Our teachers join in with everything too – at other schools I have been to, that just wouldn’t happen.
My advice to 12 year old Sharon would be to have fun and try to be happy. You just won’t do anything well if you’re not happy! Try to make new friends, try everything new and get out of your comfort zone!
Ben Sandell Head of History
For me, something I could do endlessly and never tire of is travel. If one had limitless funds, excellent health, and one was unencumbered by the strictures of distance and so on, it would be incredible. As corny as it sounds, I’d like to do this, to travel, with my family. My boys are 13 and 11 and to do this at a time where they can learn so much about the world would be amazing. I love languages, history, books, words and food and I think my love for all of these things would fascinate me as I travelled the world.
I’ve never been to far-flung places such as Africa or Asia or South America, but I’d love to go. I’m trying to learn Spanish at the moment. I did French and History at university, but I felt that since it was only one language, I couldn’t become an MFL teacher; so History, an equal love, it was.
For as long as I can remember, I’ve wanted to be a teacher. When I was about five or six, I taught my teddy bears. I lined them up in rows, took the register, and took it all very seriously. I was a very ordered and organised child; quite good at everything at school - except maths! I always enjoyed being around other children. I attended an all-boys grammar school, and with hindsight, it was
very stereotypical and sometimes quite difficult for a young man who wasn’t an alpha-male. There was only so much rugby I could take!
However, I did get involved in lots of other activities. I did a lot of mountain climbing. Our Head of Year and Biology teacher, Mr Hendy (a giant in all senses, who also had a glass eye, which we all thought was supercool) would take us up to The Lake District from Stroud, where I was at school and grew up. We’d spend weeks climbing each Easter. We also went with a crazy Drama teacher, Jeff Gillett, who would, I remember, just run the fells. He had a guitar and would play early Dylan numbers and Simon & Garfunkel songs in the evenings to us. Such good memories.
I remember every teacher I had. Rosie Wells was my English teacher from Year 7 right through to Upper Sixth. I attended the school where Laurie Lee had studied, and I actually sat where he sat in the classroom; so evocative of Cider with Rosie, and his writing. I felt very lucky. Rosie Wells was that teacher who opened up your mind; I remember her teaching us The Wife of Bath and us just loving the bawdy talk, of course!
Rosie Wells always went the extra mile. When I first started teaching in Gloucester, I would visit her and her husband John. Later on, she got to know my sons Noah and George as babies, which was wonderful. We kept in touch, right up until she died. I adored her as a teacher.
I really enjoy making things out of wood. It’s a beautiful material to work. My dad was a carpenter, and I suppose because carpentry is not my actual job I can romanticise it a little bit. I practise at home and complete little summer projects. I’ve just made a picnic bench and some book shelves. I also like mucking around in boats. Nothing hardcore, not big ones, but there’s something great about being on the water. I also really enjoy cycling, and have my whole life - but I’m certainly not a MAMIL, thank you very much!
When it comes to challenging things in life, for me leaving home and going to university was challenging. I had this very real and great sense of ‘leaving home’. Having children is also super hard. It’s the sleep. You just don’t sleep. I also think that wanting to be a teacher, but ‘needing’ a degree was challenging. I just had to get through it. I’m also a worrier and an overthinker, and sometimes the responsibility of it all - father, husband, teachercan be quite stressful.
I completed my History and French degree at Exeter and then my PGCE at Oxford. I remember not wanting to apply to Oxford for my undergraduate degree because they asked for a photo with the application and that just didn’t sit well with me at all. However, when I did go to Oxford, for my PGCE, my university tutors were truly wonderful and really supported me to learn how to teach well.
I remember so clearly the first time I stood in front of a class. I had this massive surge of adrenaline and anxiety. I almost quit. I had such an awful Head of Department and mentor, and I remember him saying ‘Nobody’s perfect, but you’ve got to be’. That really didn’t help matters. Ever since then I’ve vowed to be the best possible Head of Department and support, especially to the marvellous early career teachers I’ve been privileged to support and watch grow into the profession.
In that training school, I was given the bottom set, and I remember one of the boys, Jason, broke down one day and confessed so much to me about how hard his life was. For the first time in my life, it hit me that I needed to connect with my pupils, and I tried to do that. I like to think that I gave him something more, something worth studying for, and I think that feeling, as a teacher, is quite addictive. I realised it’s not about me at all, and that was a release of sorts.
I first started teaching at King’s School Gloucester in 2003, and had a wonderful time there. The classroom in which I taught is allegedly the oldest classroom in the country, dating back to 1541. The cloisters of the school were used as the corridors in the Harry Potter films, and I have great memories of having lunch with Daniel Radcliffe and Alan Rickman in the dining hall! I taught at Kings for five years. My Head of Department there was a wonderful man called Dr Mike Craddock, and he was the polar opposite of my previous mentor. He was empathetic and kind and we are still good friends.
Our job, teaching, is so messy and imperfect, but that’s what makes it great. Frustrating, but great! If I could tell the ‘early Ben’ one thing, it would be to relax a bit – the sky won’t fall on your head, and you’ll enjoy it all looking back. One of the nicest things about teaching for so long is that you can be out anywhere: Bath, Devizes or any other place and you’ll get voices calling your name and saying ‘hello, sir’, former pupils too – whether it be a builder ten feet up on some scaffolding or walking down the street with a pushchair and children of their own. It’s an amazing feeling knowing you’ve developed these relationships over the years.
This is a really special school. The leadership of the school has changed quite a bit in my 14 years here, but two things are essential, authentic and have stayed the same, which I love. One is that the place has always been ‘up’ for trying new things, and for keeping up to date with educational developments. This is daunting sometimes, but I’m sure it’s good for me professionally as a teacher. The other is that I feel quite at home here personally – the people are unpretentious – staff, pupils, parents. There isn’t a stuffiness, and though there is great privilege, that is appreciated, and felt as a responsibility to be used wisely rather than a birthright.
People are generally very kind, and the Head Master makes a big thing about reminding people to be so which I really admire. We all need to remember how important that is. The great Doris Day once said, “Wouldn’t the world be wonderful if we could all be a little kinder to each other?”; and I think she was totally right on that.
My happiest day would have lots packed into it. It would involve the sun shining and probably cycling or some kind of messing around in boats. My family and friends would be involved. It also needs a BBQ – I love barbecues. It might involve travelling somewhere so I can try to speak some Spanish! It’s difficult, because I love being in classrooms; but that’s a work-day – can I teach a lesson first thing and then do the rest of these things after lunch?
John Davies
Head Master
My earliest memory is from when I was very little. In the village where I grew up, I was looked after by a lady we called Aunty Anne. She took care of me when my mum was working. Aunty Anne used to feed me spaghetti hoops on toast and then put me in the basket of her bicycle to cycle around the village.
I was a hyperactive child, always on the go. I remember my first teacher, who wasn’t particularly nice and had probably been teaching for far too long. I think she found my relentless energy a bit too much. But I also clearly remember a teacher who was fond of me: Tracy Bass. I was about four or five at the time, and I used to sit on the floor and hug her legs while she read to us. She was
kind, and I instinctively picked up on the fact that she liked me. I think that’s so important.
As a young child, I had many influential women in my life who encouraged and looked after me.
I’m the youngest of four, with quite a big age gap between me and my siblings. My older sister, Jo, was hugely important to me growing up; she did a lot of looking after me.
Education was a big priority for my parents. My mum wanted all four of us to go to university, which we all did. One of her dreams was for one of us to go to Oxford or Cambridge, so I remember feeling very proud when I was accepted into Oxford. It brought her such joy. Of course, getting married and the birth of my children
were incredibly happy times too—though it was blisteringly hot on our wedding day!
I think (or at least hope) that my children and my wife would describe me as loving, energetic, fun, generous, and compassionate—one of my favourite words.
I really enjoy baking and cooking in general, sometimes using cookbooks like The River Cottage. I love making rustic family meals, hearty food. One of my favourite things to make is sourdough. My sourdough starter is called Hermes, and he’s 16 years old—older than my children! I’ve kept him going all these years and shared him with others, so there are offshoots of Hermes all over the place. I also enjoy playing my guitar, which I bought as a teenager. I worked in a Chinese takeaway and saved up for it. I paid half, and my dad paid the other half. It’s a Takamine, a beautiful Japanese guitar. I suppose I like cooking for others and playing music with others.
If I could give advice to my 12-year-old self, it would be to slow down and make room for other people. You don’t have to be centre stage to be heard. I was always the cheeky chappie—generally fun but occasionally annoying! These days, I think my super strength is being able to talk about my values to a room of 500 people without getting nervous. When I was younger, though, after a series of rejections from my siblings who didn’t want to play with me, I went to my dad, telling him nobody loved me, and burst into tears. We held a family meeting (we were good at family meetings), and my dad sorted it out. It wasn’t until my late 20s and early 30s that I realised I’d always needed to be heard in conversations. I learned that to be an effective leader, I needed to listen more, and my wife, Hannah, has helped me so much with that. She’s an excellent listener.
Hannah and I met at church in Newbury, and we got married in 2007, in the same church where we met. I was newly qualified as a teacher, and Hannah was finishing her course in Theology and
Community Work. After we married, we moved to Newcastle, where I had accepted a teaching position. Newcastle is a beautiful place, and I have a particular fondness for Lindisfarne. It’s one of my favourite places. I once walked across the causeway to it. The Celts have a name for places like Holy Island—they call them ‘thin places’. These are places where the barrier between heaven and earth has been thinned over time through human spiritual activity.
Continuing the theme of listening, I think the world would be a better place if we listened to each other more. We need to be more selfless in the way we exercise power and privilege, and I think we need more women in positions of influence. In my experience, women are less ego-driven than men!
I like my ABCs and believe in them: I encourage everyone in our community to be ambitious, to be brave, and to be compassionate. It’s all about finding the right balance between those three. Being kind means opening the door for someone, but being compassionate means thinking about their situation as you open the door and having empathy for them. Compassion was the root of Jesus of Nazareth’s ministry, and I really admire people who can lead with grace and dignity. I’m a huge admirer of Barack Obama; he’s a strong, charismatic, empathetic, and righteous leader.
Our school has a wonderful sense of happiness. We are a friendly, kind, and supportive community, and I think that’s becoming increasingly rare in society. Of course, we strive to deliver an excellent service, but Dauntsey’s feels like a community first, and a fabulous school and business second. I believe if you’re modest, caring, and down-to-earth, the other elements will take care of themselves. We’re not a ‘cookie-cutter’ independent school; we’re rooted in our people, and there’s a lot of mutual trust and respect here. The students really value that.
More Humans of Dauntsey’s can be found on our website www.dauntseys.org/humans-of-dauntseys
Looking back at a SOCIAL YEAR
Crook, Pudding, 18 Puds and 2 ODs’ Wives….
1974 50 year Reunion
Sunday 20 October 2024
What do you get when you mix a large Irish Wolfhound (Crook), a trainee Guide Dog for the Blind (Pudding), a former Head Boy, a former Deputy Head Boy, 2 former House Captains, 14 ODs in their late sixties and 2 ODs' wives together?
Answer: the 1974 Dauntsey’s Leavers’ 50th Anniversary Reunion!
On a wet Sunday morning on 20th October 2024 we came together for lunch at the Bell Inn in Great Cheverell to mark 50 years since we left school. Many travelled from the home counties but some came long distances e.g. from Israel and Scotland.
Recognition was an issue. I have to admit I had to ask the majority of my classmates their names – rather embarrassing. There was lots of reminiscing and a hearty lunch was enjoyed. We raised a glass to the memory of too many of our year, who are sadly no longer with us. After lunch we met at school for tours led by Stephanie from the Foundation Office and Merle from the Admissions Team. By this time the rain had stopped but our tour guides had difficulty leading the groups – it was like herding cats, as classmates shot off in different directions reminiscing about times in various buildings. Everybody was impressed by the extent and quality of the facilities now available to pupils – including the sports hall, swimming pool, pavilion, dance studio and extensive library.
It was good to re-visit the Memorial Hall, opened during our last summer at school. Also nice to see the Pig & Whistle is still going strong, having been established when we were in the Fifth Form. Now relocated to a former classroom having started life in a farm shed.
Many thanks to Stephanie for coordinating the reunion. I wonder when the next one will be?
Philip Heelis (OD 74)
Left to right: Martin Groombridge, Peter Dorrell, Paul Groombridge, Clive Snell, Dave Barrett, Clive Royle, Richard Ransome, Simon Marriott, Philip Heelis, Roger Baker, Nick Gosling, Ann Phillips, Tim Cartwright, Dave Hopkins, Anne Hopkins, Pudding (their trainee guide dog), Jon Lee, Paul Wiggins, Hilary Royle, Alan Sydney, Mark Whelehan and Crook (his dog).
5 Years On Reunion Dinner2019
The 12th of October saw the return of the 5-year ODs reunion with a fantastic showing from the Year of 2019 leavers. There was much excitement as ODs gradually filled the Pavilion, warmly greeted by old friends, teachers, and even some familiar catering staff. Any nerves were soon at ease as the drinks began to flow and stories of old and new spread around the room with laughter and exuberance.
Soon enough, it was time for dinner to be served, and ODs eagerly joined the dinner queue - this time with slightly more decorum than would’ve been seen 5 years prior. As plates started to clear, photos began with old housemasters, housemistresses, and teachers being the stars of the show, with
Saturday 12 October 2024
ODs keen to get group pictures with their old house members. A display of old school photographs served as a mostly welcome reminder of memories from old sports teams, JolieBrisetrips, and slightly questionable lower school dance shows.
As the night drew to a close, the ODs gradually migrated towards the village, ready for the ‘after party’ to commence. The evening was a great success all round and proved a brilliant opportunity to reminisce on old times with old mates, and even make some new ones.
Adam
McCormick (OD 19)
1984
London drinks reunion
Saturday 21 September 2024
On a dark February night over a glass of wine in a very nice Surrey hotel, Philippa and I started to reminisce about school and wondered what had happened to everyone.
Decades before emails and social media, back in 1984, from being a tight family our lives had diverged, as friends moved on to university, new jobs and abroad and losing contact was easy.
Thankfully it’s not so hard now and we started to spread the idea of a reunion 40 years after leaving Dauntsey’s.
This resulted in 12 brave people on 21st September, some flying in, meeting at a pub in Covent Garden. The years seemed to melt away before our eyes and we
were all back in it again!!! Such warmth and good naturedness surrounded us all and we have all vowed to stay in touch.
Now more are joining our WhatsApp group and we plan to keep up the momentum and reunite with more friends with a special dinner back where it all started, for some in 1977, at Dauntsey’s.
It may interest you to know that 1977 was the first year that girl boarders were introduced in the school! There were only 6 of us that year. Made sports day very interesting!
Ruth Wilson (née Underwood) (OD 84)
A reunion dinner for the class of '84 is planned for May, see the website for more details www.dauntseys.org/od-events
LONDON Carol Service
Monday 9 December 2024
The Dauntsey's London Carol Service at St Lawrence Jewry next Guildhall Church on Monday 9 December 2024, was a truly memorable occasion, offering a perfect blend of festive spirit and thoughtful reflection. The service opened with a warm welcome from the Dauntsey's Chaplain, Reverend Jez Barnes, setting a tone of reverence and joy for the evening ahead.
The readings were a highlight, with various figures from the Dauntsey’s community taking part, including the Chair of Governors, Second Master, current pupils, and Old Dauntseians. Their heartfelt deliveries of the lessons brought a personal touch to the service, reminding everyone of the strong connections within the school’s community across generations.
The choir’s performance was nothing short of exceptional. The talented singers, with several outstanding soloists, filled the church with carols that encapsulated the Christmas spirit. A stand-out moment was a beautiful piano solo, which added an extra layer of elegance to the evening. The choir’s renditions were uplifting, showcasing the musical prowess of the students. Their performance was a testament to the hard work and dedication of the school’s music department.
The service concluded with a powerful and thought-provoking reflection from Headmaster John Davies. He spoke poignantly about the most precious gift being time and the importance of spending that time connecting with our friends and family. He reminded us that this gift is free, yet one of the most valuable things we can share with others. His words provided a fitting close to 2024, while offering a moment of quiet contemplation and inspiring optimism and anticipation for the year ahead.
After the service, guests were invited to socialise with drinks. I had the great pleasure of meeting some current pupils and staff, along with catching up with old friend Simon Morley and favourite teacher Miss Conidaris.
The carol service was a beautiful occasion, leaving us all in high spirits. I encourage everyone to consider attending next year!
Katharine Newby Grant (née Joy) (OD 94)
MATCH REPORT
OD XI vs Dauntsey’s 1st XI
On OD Day 2024, the OD XI faced a formidable Dauntsey’s 1st XI, who had already registered impressive wins this season. The ODs were well aware of the challenge ahead and assembled a balanced team of youth and experience, determined to give their hosts a competitive game.
After being forced to bat first due to the delayed arrival of some team members, the ODs faced an early setback as the 1st XI made a strong start, claiming the wickets of Tom Spencer, Nick Jephson, and Will Hyde. At 54-3, the ODs were in a precarious position. However, Bryn Derbyshire (80*) and Alex Ayers (29) steadied the innings, steering the team to a respectable 144-5. The 1st XI bowled tightly in the closing overs, restricting the ODs to 171-7 off their allotted 30 overs.
Following a brief warm-up orchestrated by Chris Warde from the comfort of his deck chair on the boundary, the ODs took to the field. Openers Tom Swanton and Noah Cannon found their rhythm early, working well in tandem. Swanton struck twice in his first four overs, removing the 1st XI’s openers.
Oscar H played fluently for the school side, compiling a classy 25 before being dismissed courtesy of a sharp catch by Will Hyde off the bowling of Adam Derbyshire. Fraser Moore (18) looked dangerous, batting with confidence but edged one to Will Hyde off Archie Ayling. Harry Butterworth, who had been in excellent form for the 1st XI, anchored their innings with an unbeaten 53*.
With the pressure mounting, the 1st XI lost wickets in the final few overs and were bowled out for 149. Adam Derbyshire was the standout bowler, returning figures of 3 for 16. In the field, Alex Ayers and Will Hyde displayed athleticism, each taking two catches—a welcome improvement in OD XI’s fielding standards.
A special thank you must go to Tim Butterworth and the 1st XI for hosting the ODs so well and to all the OD players who returned for the game.
Many ODs took the opportunity to bring their families and make the most of all that was on offer. Cream teas were enjoyed in The Pavilion followed by a BBQ supper on the front lawn. OD tennis, inflatable fun, segways, the climbing wall and swimming were also availble. Running OD Day along side our New Pupil Day, a day where we welcome those joining Dauntsey's that September, presents a wonderful opportunity to join the new with the more seasoned Dauntseians(!) and of course allows us to offer more activities to all.
Our next OD Day will be on Sunday 15 June and we look forward to welcoming more ODs back!
The Value of the OD COMMUNITY - 2025
The Old Dauntseian (OD) community is more than just a network - it’s a lifelong connection. Whether you’re looking to expand your professional opportunities, reconnect with old friends, reflect on your school days, or give back to future generations, there are many ways to be involved.
At the heart of our community is a continuous cycle of engagement and support, where the true value of community is continually being highlighted by the level of support and engagement from all involved.
Support
The strength of the OD community helps shape the future of Dauntsey’s. Contributions from our alumni allow us to provide bursaries to talented pupils who might not otherwise have the opportunity to experience a Dauntsey’s education and continue our valuable partnership work in the comunity. Generous support also enables us to move forward with exciting capital projects, such as plans for a dedicated Sixth Form Centre, a refurbished Memorial Hall, and improved theatre facilities. If you’d like to be part of these transformative initiatives, we’d love to hear from you.
www.dauntseys.org/ od-support
Heritage & Memories
Dauntsey’s holds a special place in the hearts of our alumni. Whether it’s walking the familiar corridors on a tour, sharing your stories in ODyssey, or picking up a memento from our online shop, there are plenty of ways to stay connected. We welcome ODs back to school to relive their memories and see how Dauntsey’s continues to evolve while preserving its traditions. If you would like to contribute to a future edition of ODyssey and share some of your memories, please get in touch.
www.dauntseys.org/od-memories
Careers & Mentoring
The OD network is a powerful resource. Whether you’re seeking career guidance, looking to mentor a recent school leaver, or keen to share your experiences, there are plenty of opportunities to connect. We welcome and encourage ODs to return to Dauntsey’s to speak with pupils about their careers, offering invaluable insight and inspiration. We are also hoping to run more networking events across the UK and internationally, providing a platform for like-minded ODs to come together and forge new professional and social connections.
www.dauntseys.org/ od-network
Community & Events
Reunions, professional networking, and social gatherings - our OD events calendar is always growing. Whether you want to reconnect with old classmates, expand your network, or simply enjoy an evening reminiscing, we offer opportunities to come together. If you have an idea for an event or would like to organise a reunion with the school’s support, the Foundation Office would love to hear from you.
www.dauntseys.org/od-events
For more information or to get involved with any of the above please contact the Foundation Office.
Dates For Your Diary JOIN
US IN 2025
APR 26
20 year Reunion
The Pavilion, Dauntsey’s Open to all 2005 leavers.
An informal evening of drinks, a buffet supper and catching up with old school pals!
JUNE
7
Class of 1975 Reunion Dinner
The Pavilion, Dauntsey's Open to all 1975 Leavers
A formal black tie dinner to welcome the class of 1975 back to Dauntsey's.
OCT 11
5 year Reunion
The Pavilion, Dauntsey’s Open to all 2020 leavers.
An informal evening of drinks, a buffet supper and catching up with old school pals!
MAY 13
Olive Society Lunch
The Pavilion, Dauntsey’s Open to members of the Olive Society
This event is by invitation only
JUNE
15
Old Dauntseian Day
Dauntsey’s
All ODs and Staff are invited to Dauntsey’s for OD Day.
A relaxed afternoon of fun and cricket. More details to follow.
DEC 8
London Carol Service
Wren Church of St Lawrence Jewry next Guildhall
Open to all with a current or past association with Dauntsey's - whether current parent, former pupil, Governor or former teacher, you are very welcome.
MAY 17
30 year Reunion
The Pavilion, Dauntsey’s Open to all 1995 leavers.
An informal evening of drinks, a buffet supper and catching up with old school pals!
JUNE
19
Jolie Brise Day Cruise
The Hamble, Hampshire
A leisurely cruise over to Cowes, Isle of Wight including lunch at the Royal Ocean Racing Club.
MAY 23
Class of 1984 Reunion Dinner
The Pavilion, Dauntsey’s Open to all 1984 leavers.
A formal black tie dinner to welcome the class of 1984 back to Dauntsey’s.
JUNE
20
Jolie Brise Day Cruise
The Hamble, Hampshire
A leisurely cruise over to Cowes, Isle of Wight including lunch at the Royal Ocean Racing Club.
Further details will be sent via email as the event nears and bookings can be made online at www.dauntseys.org/od-events or by contacting Stephanie Cadwgan.
In addition, all ODs are welcome to join us at many of our school events and productions, details can be found at www.dauntseys.org/events
Notices and Updates
Thank you everyone for sending in your updates, please keep them coming, we would love to include them in future magazines. Updates can be either emailed to Stephanie at s.cadwgan@dauntseys.org or submitted using the online form at www.dauntseys.org/ods
David Snow (OD 57)
Enjoying retirement after National Service with The Kings African Rifles. Working for a trading company in Kenya then Director of Wine Merchants in Tanzania. Back to England in 1970. Time with Courage Brewery and Saccone and Speed Wines. Chair of North Hampshire Conservative Association before moving to Norfolk and buying a drinks wholesaling company on a management buyout and running it before selling it to retire. Happily married, two grandchildren and plenty of travel, tennis and golf.
James Ambrose (OD 70) and Terry Barnes (OD 66)
Take off from Woodford, they have ended up retiring to neighbouring villages in Cheshire!
Poppy Salter (OD 09)
Married Liam McHugh on 27 September at the Winchester House Club in Putney.
Old Dauntseians present were John Lambert, Sophia Olver and Daisy Radevsky. Victoria Turner unfortunately couldn’t come as her baby was due.
Nick Billing (OD 65)
A broken old rugby player whose last rugby match for Dauntsey’s was against Worksop near Nottingham; I got badly injured in ribs which spoilt the tour for me including Stamford and Oakham where I could only run the line. I have to say that my fellow Dauntsey’s boys were very kind indeed and could not have wished for better sympathy except when they made me laugh! It would be very good to meet the others in that extremely tight team who won the game v Stamford with only 14 players, and also unbeaten possibly for the whole season. Well done boys, wherever you are, God Bless.
Tim Cartwright (OD 74), Ann Phillips (OD 75) and Alexander Cartwright (OD 03)
All enjoyed OD Day June 2024.
Charlie Newman (OD 14) World’s Toughest Row
Huge congratulations to OD Charlie Newman (OD 14) who, along with his team mates Rob Cross and Rob Treasure, of Team V3nture, successfully completed the World’s Toughest Row – a 3000 mile journey across the Atlantic Ocean from the Canary Islands to Antigua, becoming the first military team to do so in 40 days, 17 hours and 40 minutes.
The boat that Charlie and his two friends rowed is named Stephen, after the father of one of the crew, who died of cancer a couple of years ago.
The race commenced on 12 December 2024 and Team V3nture’s dedication and resilience were evident as they navigated the vast Atlantic
Ocean. Their accomplishment not only highlights their physical endurance but also underscores the strength of their teamwork and determination, and Charlie credits Dauntsey’s with having helped forge his adventurous spirit.
This remarkable feat serves as an inspiration to many, showcasing the limitless possibilities when commitment and perseverance are at the forefront.
The team is aiming to raise £140,000 for the nurses at Macmillan Cancer – if you would like to donate please visit www.justgiving.com/fundraising/ macmillanv3.
Congratulations Charlie and team! Enjoy your recovery!
Caspar Thurston-Smith, James May, Kade Sunderland, Chris Rafferty and Charlie Owen (OD 24)
On Friday 10 May 2024, 5 ODs went to Buckingham Palace to receive their Gold Duke of Edinburgh’s Award.
MEMORIES Shared
Memories from our Old Dauntseians help keep the history of Dauntsey's alive: your close calls, escapades, friendships and musings. We have printed a few which we hope you will find entertaining.
If you have a memory to share please email Stephanie s.cadwagan@dauntseys.org, we would love to hear from you.
MEMORIES OF THE DEVIZES to WESTMINSTER CANOE RACE
Easter will for me always be associated with completing the canoe race from Devizes, 125 miles west of London, to Westminster; the ‘DW’. I had never thought of myself as a roughie toughie canoeist, and you’d be correct; I’m not and wasn’t! After leaving Dauntsey’s in July 1965 I joined the Royal Military Academy Sandhurst in early September for the thentwo-year Officer Training course. After commissioning and completion of a special-to-arms course at the Royal School of Artillery at Larkhill, I was posted to an artillery regiment in Devizes, Wiltshire. I duly wrote to the Commanding Officer, as required, expressing my enormous pleasure in joining his regiment. I was also required to say a little about myself; after mentioning playing rugby and a love of art, I was scrambling around to fill the page. Stupidly, I said I loved canoeing, having spent a couple of lazy sunny Sundays on the lake at the military academy, complete with female companion and bottle of bubbly. I never made the connection – that Devizes was the start of the DW Canoe Race.
Volunteered in true military fashion, i.e. “Yates! We’ve entered a team of three two-man canoes in the DW. You’re in charge!” I found myself on Good Friday morning 1968 on the Kennet & Avon canal, ready for the off. I won’t bore you with the details, as it’s immensely tedious to paddle 125 miles. The first
53 miles are on the canal, before one joins the River Thames. On the canal stretch, at every one of the 77 locks, you had to get out, carry the canoe around the lock, get back in and start paddling again. Some parts of the canal had no water and you just had to carry the bloody thing! The Thames becomes tidal, and consequently very choppy, after another 55 miles; those last 17 miles are “just mind-numbing" says Sir Ranulph Fiennes the British explorer. Indeed, many teams fail on this last 17-mile stretch. Suffice to say my crewman became sick, another team canoe struck something and developed a leak, and in the end it was just one canoe, mine, with a different crewman, paddling into London, against the coldest wind imaginable. Someone gave me a cup of tea – I dropped it, so exhausted, so wet, so frozen.
The winner that year came in in about 25 hours; we were not in racing canoes and took considerably longer. But we finished and I have the certificate to prove it although, as we had changed crew, we weren’t given a ‘place’ but simple recognition we had completed what has been described as the Mount Everest of canoe races. The former Liberal Democrat politician Lord Ashdown also completed it as a young Royal Marines commando, famously commenting afterwards that he could think of only one person who'd had a worse Easter than him!
Richard Yates (OD 65)
STEERING ME THROUGH
1963 to 1970
My first year was spent as a South Wilts Day Boy. I claimed a place at the school after passing my 11 plus. At the time, the government had in place an assisted places scheme which meant that if you passed your 11 plus and chose Dauntsey’s your tuition fees were paid by direct grant. My father was serving in the RAF and I’d had 4 different schools before arriving at Amesbury Junior, my father having been posted to Boscombe Down. Like many Forces families, a boarding school offered stability for secondary education.
In 1964, he was posted to RAF Bovingdon in Buckinghamshire, so I began boarding at The Manor at the start of my second year. Mr Rendell was the housemaster, supported by younger teachers such as Mr Harverson and Mr Padfield who confiscated my transistor radio in the autumn term for listening to the “under the bedclothes club” on Radio Luxembourg after lights out. My memories would be of the walk back from school to Manor, across the wooden bridge over the stream and then through the woods, my path illuminated by what seemed to be a 40 watt bulb attached to every other telegraph pole along the path. Alright when accompanied by other pupils, but if like me you had stayed at school for extra art classes or fencing lessons and faced the walk alone in winter darkness, then the tale of the large dog with red eyes that stalked the woods seemed all too real ��
Come my fourth year and off to the main school site and for a term, outboarding. Myself and two others were billeted at a smallholding a 15 minute walk or so from school. No home comforts apart from cocoa bubbling on the Aga when we got back after prep. At the start of the second term, I moved into the large dormitory at school, which in the words of the late, great John Prine was like a warehouse of strangers. Apart from me and a couple of others from my year, it was fifth year and some Lower Sixth. It also brought me into contact with my apparently fearsome housemaster, Mr Burgess of Mercers House.
All too soon it was O Levels and goodbye to a few of my classmates who decided against continuing into the Sixth Form. I did continue and never regretted it. The year was 1968 and the dramatic and violent changes in the wider world, although distant in a rural Wiltshire idyll, still exerted their influence. I remember writing to the Chinese Embassy asking for a copy of Chairman Mao’s Little Red Book and in history we were covering the Russian Revolution.
Music was also a large part of life. Mr Singh, our music teacher, introduced me to classical music and whenever I hear Rachmaninov’s Piano Concerto No 2, I always remember a concert in the school hall, with him on piano. Popular music, however, was the choice of most and I was lucky that the school arranged for us to see Fleetwood Mac and The Who at Bristol and in June 1969 to attend the first Bath Festival. We left school with a packed lunch and wearing school uniform, with suspiciously bulging bags and once the coach parked and our two teachers had gone, out came our trendiest “civvies” from the bags and we found a space near the stage, bought cider, lit up our cigarettes and enjoyed Led Zeppelin, The Nice and Fleetwood Mac again.
During my time at Dauntsey’s it was single sex and the only female members of staff were Matron and her team. All the teachers were male and referred to as Masters. A couple of times a year there was a school dance for 5th years and
Dauntsey's Humour, excerpt from The Dauntseian 1970
above. This was a formal affair, black tie and ballroom dancing. In order to learn the steps, we had to dance with each other always careful to remember the male part and forget the female part, for when the action started. We did have Mrs Forbes, the headmaster’s wife and a couple of other ladies to help with lessons and then with a local dance orchestra in place we lined one side of the hall, facing a line of girls bussed in from Stonar, a local girls boarding school and off we went. The evening was of course carefully chaperoned.
I had a couple of good friends who were day boys and lived locally. They met, mainly through events surrounding the twinning of Devizes and Mayenne in Normandy, a number of Devizes Grammar School girls and invitations to parties started to arrive. With some trepidation, I approached Mr Burgess for permission to go and was pleasantly surprised at his positive attitude. Provided he had a contact number and address and was satisfied with my travel arrangements (he would always want to see the driving licence and insurance certificate of whoever was giving me a lift) and provided I returned on time from his always generous time limit there was never a problem. The more contact I had with him, the more I realised what an outstanding teacher he was. You knew exactly where you stood with him, but his empathy and understanding were brilliant. I was very lucky to have him as my housemaster.
I was sad to leave school in the summer of 1970, but felt ready and equipped for the next stage which for me was student life in Nottingham. I read a lot of negative press about boarding schools, especially in the 50’s to the 80’s and I’m sure these are heartfelt stories of dark times. All I can add is that for me it was overall a positive experience. Thank you Dauntsey’s and everyone who steered me through.
Mark Davis (OD 70) Mercers House
LIFE AT DAUNTSEY’SCCF
AND TIGER
MOTHS
In the 1950’s, life for us at Dauntsey’s was still influenced by the Second World War. We were always aware of military activities on Salisbury Plain. Planes flew back and forth over the Ridgeway. Tanks rumbled through the village. There was rationing: margarine on Tuesdays, butter on Saturdays. Weekly portion of sugar in a jam jar.
Then the school boasted a model farm - a legacy of Dauntsey’s Agricultural College - spud picking in the autumn, summer art classes drawing piglets over the pig pen wall.
But Friday afternoons was always CCF - the Combined Cadet Force - generally unpopular, but unavoidable. We all started in the Army section, but some learnt that in all periods of difficulty there are opportunities to take advantage of and enjoy.
For me it was to move on to the RAF section, where I noticed some had what was one of the most coveted badges of all“The Flying Scholarship”. Those of us who applied for it were sent off for an “Aptitude Test”. If we passed we were given 30 hours free flying instruction, leading to a Private Pilots Licence.
I was one of the lucky ones. I learnt how to fly in a Tiger Moth before I learnt how to drive a car. The best of it was the final “cross country” - a triangular flight, all alone in the clouds with no radio - from Kidlington, Oxford down to Southampton, and back home via Thruxton.
All accomplished with much joy and satisfaction. Great fun! Thank you Dauntsey’s.
Chris Bridgett (OD 60)
THE SACRIFICIAL LAMB
Before I start, I should say that after 63 years and even earlier, one’s memory plays tricks! I accept that. The reader is asked to let go any inaccuracies. Events are not invented, nor enhanced for dramatic effect and there are no untruths intended.
I enjoyed my time at ‘Puds’ which is how Dauntsey’s was nicknamed at the time. Perhaps it is still. I joined the school at The Manor in the harsh winter of 1962/63, aged 14. I had been to seven schools by then. The sports pitches at Dauntsey’s were frozen rock hard and outdoor activities severely limited for many weeks. It was such a long, hard winter by British standards that there are various film documentaries about it. I had come from a wonderful prep school named Cambusdoon at Alloway in Ayrshire where I was Deputy Head Boy. The actual Head Boy was the Headmaster’s son. Funny, that!
A memory of my first summer was in The Manor gardens on Sundays with all the boys listening on transistor radios to Alan Freeman presenting Pick of the Pops including ‘A Picture of You’ by Joe Brown and the Bruvvers and ‘In an English Country Garden’ by Jimmie Rodgers.
Around that time something happened to me that I have never forgotten. Aged 14 and still in my early months at The Manor I was comparatively tall. It was the time of the house boxing matches. Dauntsey House did not have a fighter the right age and weight for this particular bout, and I was selected as the sacrificial lamb. I had never been near a boxing ring before and had never even donned a pair of gloves. I was put in the ring with a supreme sportsman by the name of Matthews, probably aged 17 at the time. He immediately laid about me with a series of blows direct to my nose drawing blood. The ‘Major’ (Head of PT) stopped the fight (for want of a better word) after about a minute and I was left to my own devices to recover, quite a baptism of fire. Matthews was in fact one of the most elegant and skilled fly halves I have seen, and I have watched a good deal of rugby. I don’t think my boxing experience then would happen now in 2025.
I remember Jim Hodges, the Mercers housemaster, practising his golf shots on the sports field in front of the Headmaster’s house. Jim would have been about 30 then. Years later, I was at a lunch at The Athenaeum Club on a table for 10. The seat next to me was vacant and I spent 20 minutes wondering who was to join me. Eventually, a man named Edward Holland arrived and we got talking. After a while, the way the conversation was going, it was becoming evident to us that we were both Old Dauntseians. We had, for me at least, a really good chat. I met him on one occasion later at his home continuing our talk. He was previously the Bishop of Colchester and a lovely man.
Edward, born in 1936 according to Wikipedia, told me that when he was at Dauntsey’s he witnessed the arrival of Jim Hodges on his first day to work at the school. Jim was delivered by his parents in a car full of his trunks, cases and belongings, golf clubs, rugby boots, hockey sticks. I wonder how Jim might have looked as a young lad and whether his very interesting face had become even a little craggy at that early stage. I always wish he had been my housemaster.
My first memory of the main school was an address given to us on the front steps by a slight Scotsman named Garvie who was Head Boy. He was keen to remind us that we were all sons of gentle folk and should bear that in mind as we went about our lives at the school, and beyond as we emerged into the real world. Interesting from a boy who appeared to me like a god but would have been only about 17 or 18 years old. At the time there was another senior boy present. I recall he had not done
well in his exams and, despite being a big chap, was still at the school aged 19 and still wearing the standard brown shorts and v necked sweater.
A feature of the Dauntsey’s calendar in those days was the annual arrival of a coach load of young ladies from one of the smart girl’s public schools – Stonar School, I think. The girls were bussed in to form the away team for the Summer Dance. Some of my friends, much more sophisticated than myself, couldn’t wait to meet the girls, eagerly relishing the evening ahead. With zero experience of the opposite sex, I and a few other boys usually took the excuse, whilst security was lax, to make for the The Plough Inn at the other end of West Lavington and embrace a few pints of mild and a packet of Woodbines. I’m sure the existing regime makes for a much healthier environment for both sexes.
In those days, boys of a certain age attended an annual lecture at the school given by a Dr Matthews (not my boxing opponent) on the subject of sex. I think the main thrust of his wisdom concentrated on the biologic rather than the romantic which is a shame; otherwise, the Stonar visits might have been more rewarding for me.
When I was just 17, I contracted a serious bout of mumps; not good news for anyone past puberty. I spent about 10 days in the San at the end of which Matron elected to perform a probing examination of those parts of me mainly affected, then pronounced me cured and released me to take my place in the annual school photograph. I look at it occasionally and I appear very gaunt and pale. Nothing here is to suggest that the probing was done with anything but probity.
At the end of each term, many of the boys would be driven down to the British Rail station called Lavington (now closed) to start their journeys home, including mine via Paddington and Kings Cross and on to Edinburgh Waverley. A few years ago, I was shown around the school as it is now. I was told a story about pupil who, when asked about the time of her flight home, replied “Oh, no particular time……just when my dad tells the pilot to take off”. Times have changed.
Day to day, in my time at Dauntsey’s, I loved the sport. Sadly, the smell of linseed oil in the cricket pavilion is a thing of the past now. We seemed to be out on the pitches every afternoon. I was a part of a loose group of friends called “de boys”, about 10 of us. We were just average schoolboys. That’s not to say we weren’t intelligent, and no doubt went on to do successful things but, as is well known, being good or even quite good at sport improves one’s chances of group popularity. In fact, the less sporty, those who had oily fingernails and spent their spare time in the engineering workshop were probably far more gifted and creative than they were given credit for at the time.
The food was terrible! A boy named Tedder, scion of the wellknown RAF family, led a food strike achieving good, national publicity including some paragraphs in the William Hickey column in the Daily Express. A quick glance today at the school’s website food section shows that our industrial action was highly successful!
I always think that my time at Dauntsey’s covered a major transition period from a 1930’s type of educational environment into a more modern, enlightened scene which probably didn’t actually start until a good few years after I left. After all, I joined the school only 17 years after WW2 ended!
As for the actual education, I’ll leave that for next time! If I’m asked.
Roger Dean (OD 66)
A SALUTARY TALE ABOUT BREAKING THE RULES
I was a Dauntsey’s Boy in the 1950s. In those days Britain had quite large armed forces and there was often military activity in the countryside around the school. Up on the Plain above Market Lavington there was a firing range, guarded only by an unmanned cabin, a boom across the road and a flagpole. We got very used to the background thump of artillery practice, which was clearly audible even in school but especially obvious out on the playing fields.
Of course, this area was very strictly out of bounds to us school boys, on pain of immediate expulsion, we understood. When the range was not in use, however, the boom would be up, the red flag down on the mast and local farmers ran their sheep up there anyway all the time. It was inevitable that someone, one day, would dare to take a look to see what was going. The report came back that there were some aircraft, parked as targets, but apparently totally intact as the gunners had never hit them.
This was too much of a temptation. Imagining ourselves to be very professional and careful about avoiding risks, three of us fifth formers, Roger, Jimmy and I, ventured up on a sunny Sunday afternoon. We used to be shut out of school on Sunday afternoons for a couple of hours to ensure we got some fresh air in the countryside, but idleness breeds mischief, so we succumbed.
We found three or four fighter aircraft parked there, one a Spitfire, the others Tempests, so far as I can remember. They were complete and unscathed but with craters all around them. As we approached them we started to notice unexploded ordinance all over the place. There were twenty five pounder and huge six inch shells that had ploughed furrows along the turf as they came to rest, one or two had been there so long the disc that sealed the back of the shell had fallen out and all the explosive had been washed out by the rain. A few twisted tails on what looked like metal gas bottles sticking out of the ground indicated unexploded rockets and there were many twenty millimetre cannon shells lying around that were still live.
We should have gone back at once. Boys will be boys so, taking enormous care, we climbed in the aircraft cockpits, pinched one or two easily removable souvenirs and made it back to school in time for tea.
Our classmates were impressed. We did not encourage anyone else to follow our example as we thought we were the only ones professional enough to avoid danger. We did go again, maybe once or twice more, before a large military convoy with trucks, Cromwell tanks and all sorts came past the school one day and turned towards Market Lavington. It was clearly destined for the firing range and was duly followed by a massive attack up on the Plain by both artillery and aircraft a few days later. This was apparently a special demonstration of the Army’s and RAF’s fire power for the benefit of the Duke of Edinburgh, so we found out later.
The following Sunday my friends and I stayed away, but another boy from our class went and came back with a working radio set from a tank. Now everyone in the Upper Fifth became excited, although it never occurred to us that this was technically stealing. To the schoolboy mind it seemed logical that if somebody puts something down with the intention of smashing it then they have thrown it away and taking it is not
stealing it. I am sure the authorities would have taken a different view though.
So the next Sunday we went to see what new toys had been placed on Salisbury Plain for us to play with. To our great dismay the three of us found ourselves in company with eleven others, nearly all fresh first timers. We sensed that this had gone too far now and decided to cut it short and not go back again. As we were preparing to go, one of the lads called us all over to look at something he had found. It was a rounded grass hump, a few feet high and two or three yards wide, with what looked like the entrance to a fox or badger set at the base. However, when one peered into the hole a vertical brick shaft could be seen, like a well. Nick, a newcomer, said he had tossed in the odd brick that was lying around and it never seemed to reach the bottom as the shaft was so deep. All you could hear was it bouncing from the sides as it fell down deeper and deeper and the sound became more and more distant. To demonstrate he picked up what seemed to be a bit of scrap metal and tossed it in. I just caught sight of it before it disappeared. It looked a bit like a large aluminium piston from an engine, but was made of pressed metal with grooves around the perimeter and a sort of ridge on top.
In an instant there was an enormous explosion, the kind that leaves you totally deaf for a minute or two. I found myself running away as fast as I could but fell down in a crater and skinned my knees. When I picked myself up and turned around I saw that where the hump had been there was now a crater with an exposed brick well at the centre. Nick was lying, almost falling down the well and Roger was pulling him out. Miraculously none of us were seriously hurt. Nick suffered soil blown deep into his mouth, eyes, nose and ears, from which he did recover fully. Another boy had a few superficial flash burns, but I was flash burned nearly all over. My Sunday best uniform was ruined and I had some superficial burns on wrist and face. The worst were my knees as we all wore shorts in those days. I had third degree burns that took some weeks to heal.
We had to confess our sins when our bedraggled troupe returned to school. Fourteen boys were too many to expel all at once so poor George Olive, the Head Master, had to settle for an extremely serious lecture to the whole school and five strokes of the cane to all the culprits. Nick and I spent two weeks recovering in the sick bay so our caning was postponed for a fortnight. We never regarded it as abuse in those days, it seemed fair enough, you had broken the rules, seriously, and you should take your deserved punishment like the man you were trying to be.
Our guardian angels had protected us with a miracle of good fortune that there was no loss of life or even serious injury. Experiences like that make you grow up quickly and although we never, never, never should have been there in the first place I think we all emerged as better people in the end. I left Dauntsey's with four A Levels, grateful for George Olive’s humanity and understanding, I even got a decent testimonial from him afterwards. When we left Jimmy, Roger and I all joined the RAF as pilots.
George Lisle (OD 55)
MOTLEY CREW
Dauntsey’s School CCF RAF Section at camp, RAF Marham, Summer 1954
Back Row from left: Derek Holmes, ‘Leaky’ Evans, Roger Price, Ellington, Hugo Sharpe, (Walker?), Nick Hollis, George Lisle
Front Row: Teddy Fielding
ATHLETICS TEAM 1955
Back Row, Left to Right: (?), Hann (younger brother of Derek Hann, head boy), (?), Davis, (?), George Lisle, (?), (?).
Front Row: Gent, Poupart, Fielding, Walker, (?), Major Wigmore, (?), Jimmy Blake, Obuja, (Perett?).
MANOR HOUSE MEMORIES
Looking back, did you, like me take the Manor for granted? It seemed a rambling but atmospheric setting in which to spend our first three years at Dauntsey’s: the cavernous dining hall with its marble columns, enormous fireplace and gallery above; the oak-panelled prep rooms; the library with its moulded ceiling; the dormitories with their nightly grandstand views of military activities on Salisbury Plain; the Manor woods … and the vaults! Arriving in 1965, its centenary year, I well recall the brick-paved passage beneath the ‘boot room corridor’, with its succession of side rooms assigned to established clubs, such as the model aircraft club. These were clearly once the PleydellBouveries’ cold stores and wine cellars. At the end of the cellar corridor stood a boarded door marked ‘Strictly Out of Bounds’.
Beyond this poorly secured door lay ‘the vaults’, although strictly speaking they were not vaults but the labyrinth of passages defined by the walls upon which the formal rooms of the Manor stood. No greater incentive to explore them could have been suggested than to declare them ‘out of bounds’! But how were they to be explored, given the complexity of the layout and risk of being unable to find the point of entry again, once deep into this labyrinth? Gradually landmarks presented themselves; a small airbrick to the tennis court side here, or a brass grille in the library floor there. With time a sketchy layout began to emerge, so that our ‘secret’ chamber, complete with table, chairs and posters of the latest sports cars, could be found relatively quickly. Furthermore, in the event of a staff raid, we had an escape route or two, usually by raising the larger floor grilles into the rooms above; a far from inconspicuous exit –leaving a trail of dust and cobwebs across the surrounding floors!
In the event, such emergency actions were never needed as clearly the housemaster and his two assistants had better things to do. Eventually, however, a staff and police
search did take place following an attempt to blow the London to Westbury train off its tracks near the former Lavington Station, using the warning detonators left by British Rail in the old signal box, and several were (I understand) recovered from ‘the vaults’. The fascinating relationship between these subterranean spaces and the rooms above led me to produce a reasonably accurate plan, which I handed to a surprised Leslie Rendell, then Manor housemaster, on moving up to the senior school in 1968. Little did I know I would spend 46 years as an historic buildings architect, later in life!
The Manor hid other remarkable curiosities too. Near the top of the clock tower was the water tank which occupied the entire plan area of the tower, but required access to the space above it (not least because the clock was below it and the bell above it). This was achieved by way of a narrow iron tube up the centre of the tank, containing just a ladder and the chain connecting the clock to the bell above. Emerging out of the top was an alarming experience, finding oneself effectively on a small island surrounded by ten feet deep water. I hope anyone required to service the bell was a competent swimmer….
This year will mark 160 years since the Manor was completed, but the architect who designed it for Edward Pleydell-Bouverie, a landowner and Liberal politician, is now largely forgotten. Ewan Christian (1814-1895) designed 90 churches and restored 1,300 more when Architect to the Church Commissioners, he became president of the RIBA (1884-86) and won The Royal Gold Medal in 1887. He is perhaps now best known for the National Portrait Gallery, completed at the end of his career, but much of his early output has been described as ‘dull’, and many church restorations would now be considered insensitive, arousing the exasperation of William Morris (1834-96) who described him as “a great criminal”. Wherever you live, the chances are you are unlikely to be more than a few miles from one of his churches!
Rob Dunton (OD 72)
The Manor
THE IRONY OF IT!
I'm embarrassed and ashamed to confess that I pretty much wasted my time, my five years, at Dauntsey's. Sure, I made the most of what was to offer on the games fields, but in the classroom and more generally around the school, I must have been a disappointment. I certainly was to my father and, probably, to many of my long-suffering teachers. Easily influenced and wanting the constant approval of my peers, I worked rather too hard at cultivating the image of a kid who didn't care. My younger brother, James (OD 1970-74), also attended the school; he thrived on the sporting side though not so much in the classroom. Having said this, we both enjoyed our time at the school and still talk about those days even now. Back in the day, we had a bit of fun and, on the whole, were left to run pretty feral, I suppose. Don't get me wrong, there were plenty of rules and, if you were caught doing something wrong you were generally in trouble, but there weren't many teachers around to catch you, so we tended to get away with it. There was undoubtedly some bullying, but I can't really remember it; I was most likely one of the bullies. Here's a potpourri of recollections:
....dorm raids at The Manor....rugby fixtures virtually every Saturday....a royal visit from the Duke of Edinburgh on a sizzling summer's day....Zigger Zagger....Mark Ambrose and Tom Pearson, two of my closest mates....Golding versus Ian Wright in the inter House boxing finals....decimalisation.... the introduction of a handful of girls in the Sixth Form in the early 70s (that caused quite a stir)....Messrs Burgess, Hodges, Osborn, Parish, Riley and "Dozy" Allen....Alain Fournier's "Le Grand Meaulnes" with Nick Wilde...Marlborough's scary pace bowler, the aptly named Savage....and a rich, rich seam of wonderful music - "Atom Heart Mother", "Tumbleweed Connection", 10 Years After, "In the Land of Grey and Pink", Groundhogs, Jethro Tull's "Thick as a Brick", Deep Purple, Led Zep (we were actually taken to see them at Southampton Uni, believe it or not), In a Gadda da Vida, Hendrix, Cream.....hunger always....I particularly remember our first formal meeting with our Housemaster, the redoubtable Mr. Burgess. It was the start of our 4th Form (Year 10) and "Dunc" was giving us, what was for him, quite a convivial, almost fatherly chat, outlining his expectations, when he noticed mid-flow that Paul Strachowski, one of the naughtiest boys in the school, had casually taken a swig of Coke from the can in his hand. Not that much of a crime we reasoned afterwards, but to our new Housemaster this act was tantamount to heresy. Within 30 seconds, "Dunc" had worked himself into such a lather that the rest of us were all left in absolutely no doubt as to what lay ahead for us over the next 4 years. Come to think of it, Paul Strachowski (I'm not sure if Paul lasted the course at Dauntsey's, to be fair) was the boy who came across an unexploded tank shell one Sunday whilst out foraging on Salisbury Plain. Somehow, he smuggled it back to school and kept it under his bed in our dorm for the rest of term.
Anyway, I left Dauntsey's in the summer of 1973 having basically failed my A Levels - the school was blameless, by the way. At the time this didn't matter to me as I'd decided I didn't need any of that stuff. My long-suffering parents had been posted to Kingston and then Ottawa in Canada for three years. North America was an exciting place to be at that time, so off I jolly well went.
For the next two years I did nothing but drift, imagining I was a sort of Bob Dylan character, but without the music, the poetry or the charisma. In the summer of 1975 I returned to England, still very much without a plan. My Dad (and my lovely Mum) had once said he could see me teaching(!). Yeah, right, I thought. But, one thing led to another and, before long, I was accepted as a rather reluctant student on a 3 year B. Ed course. I still had no intention of ever becoming a teacher, but at least this would get my father off my back for a bit, so I thought I'd give it a go.
Even when I applied for my first teaching job after I'd somehow qualified, I hadn't really given much thought to the realities of classroom life, right up to the very point when I was offered a post teaching English at Petersfield Comprehensive in Hampshire. "Yes", I replied, "Thanks very much. I won't let you down". Gulp. Right, time to grow up, I can remember thinking.
Somehow and thanks to a large slice of good fortune and some fine mentors, I got away with it and continued to get away with teaching for the next 40 years.
Now, in hindsight, I'm struck by the sheer irony of it all. And, to heap irony upon irony, my last 20 or so years of teaching were spent at Millfield School, not only teaching and coaching but also running a boys' boarding house with my wife. Even today and well into retirement, you can't keep me away from schoolsI'm willingly employed as a GCSE and A Level invigilator!
I imagine that most of the students at Dauntsey's today are driven, aspirational go-getters, quite unlike me as a student more than 50 years ago. But, if there's one or two of you out there in the ranks who aren't, don't lose heart. Life has a funny way of panning out. With luck and with the right role-models, things might just work out for you in the end, as they appear to have for this OD.
As I approach my 70th birthday and grow ever more sentimental, I can now look back at my time at the school with fondness and a real sense of privilege.
Thank you, Dauntsey's.
Rob Mylne (OD 73)
Right: HRH Prince Philip visits Dauntsey's, excerpt from The Dauntseian 1971
In Memory
With sadness, Dauntsey’s reports on the passing of the following Old Dauntseians, staff and parents. This list details all those we have been notified about.
William Ledbury (OD 36)
James Nairne (OD 42)
Roger Pike (OD 44)
Hilary Tunstall-Behrens (OD 44)
Tim Idiens (OD 47)
Leslie Baxter (Les) (OD 49)
Charles Levett (OD 49)
Derek Ainley (OD 50)
Michael Stringer (OD 50) (Edward) John Thomas (OD 50)
Charles Trump MBE (OD 50)
Geoffrey Pike (OD 51)
John Fricker (OD 52) (Raymond) Colin Birt (OD 53)
David Yates (OD 53)
1935
– 2023
Daniel Fish (OD 53)
(Henry) John Reynolds (OD 53)
Richard Morley (OD 55)
Peter Hickman (OD 57)
Tim Baker(OD 59)
Hugh Buckton (OD 61)
Jeremy Harrison (OD 63)
Richard Snook (OD 63)
Jonathan Nicholas York King (OD 63)
Stewart Withers (OD 70)
Richard Smee (OD 74)
Robert Cullimore (OD 79)
Dan Hawkins (OD 07)
David Yates, died on the 30 June 2023. He was born on 8.6.1935 and was at Dauntsey’s from age 13 to 17. He did a year’s apprenticeship before studying at QMC, London, gaining his degree in Mechanical Engineering.
He had a very successful career in engineering, specialising in gearing. Upon retirement he started a local Junior Engineering Club teaching 8-11 year olds basic technical skills, which later merged with Imagineering (a charitable foundation), for which he received the MBE.
Carol Yates
We send apologies to Carol for printing an incorrect name in the previous edition of ODyssey.
Philip Brown (staff)
Roger Buckland (staff)
Ivan Hanson (staff)
Manda Gregory (staff)
Joy Northey (staff)
Richard Handover (Former Chair of Governors)
Lt Gen Sir Maurice Johnston (Former Governor)
Jeanne King-Reynolds (Former Head Masters wife)
Dr Raymond Colin Birt (OD 53) 1936 – 2024
Raymond, known as Colin, passed away on 12 June 2024 after being ill with Parkinson’s Disease. He was at Dauntsey’s from about 1949 from where he went on to train as an anaesthetist at St Bartholomew’s Hospital in London. He was a houseman at Southend and Portsmouth hospitals and then a Registrar at Reading and the Radcliffe in Oxford before becoming a consultant at Southend General. He was a keen sailor and photographer and was a beekeeper while at Dauntsey’s. Colin leaves a wife, Jeanette, and a son, James.
Adrian Birt (OD 67)
Dan Hawkins (OD 07) 1988 – 2023
Dan Hawkins (Hemens House, 05-07) passed away in November ‘23 after a courageous battle with a rare form of cancer. Dan had just turned 31 when he was diagnosed in 2019 with pT2 N1 urachal adenocarcinoma of the bladder. He fought bravely through rounds of chemotherapy, isolating through COVID lockdowns and proudly showcasing his various scars from the partial new bladder his surgeons had created from his intestine. Sadly, his cancer returned, spreading to his liver and then lungs. Dan endured multiple further operations and participated in clinical trials. He never once lost his sense of humour. Ultimately, a routine scan in November ‘23 showed he had days or weeks to live during which time he managed to see many of his old friends from Dauntsey’s.
Dan was a charismatic and entertaining character at school. A keen sportsman, he represented the swimming team, the first XI football team and was a popular character in Hemens House. Alongside this he was an aspiring thespian who some may remember performing his own special take on the ‘Angry Crab’ in the ‘Just So’ school musical in 2007.
Dan was determined and with us for much longer than expected. During his illness he began performing stand-up comedy, learned to teach yoga, took an intensive AI coding course and even dabbled as a DJ. He remained passionate about life and even sat for the New York bar exam during his chemo, passing with some of the highest grades. Dan married his girlfriend, Karla, during his final weeks.
Before he passed, he challenged a group of his friends to complete an Olympic triathlon, a sport he was keen on. Four of us (Tom Hammond, Jake Galea, Henry Davies & Fred Sworder) from Dauntsey’s entered and completed the event in his memory, swimming, cycling and running a course at Eton Dorney, with some undertaking their first ever event. In Dan’s memory we raised approximately £5000 for Action Bladder Cancer.
Tom Hammond (OD 07)
Jeanne King-Reynolds
1931 - 2024
The School has learned that Jeanne King-Reynolds died on 19 May 2024 at the age of 95. She had come to Dauntsey’s in 1969 when her husband Guy became Head Master. When after 16 very successful years they left for retirement, initially in Devizes and later Bath, The Dauntseian wrote of Jeanne: ‘By her unfailing support and unobtrusive presence throughout this time, showing a constant and gracious interest in all that has happened, devoid of any pettiness or favouritism, she has set an example for us all in unselfishness.’
Together they had made for an elegant couple and reflected something of the wider cultural changes of the 1960s. 1971 had seen the introduction of girls, and it was in recognition of the part both played in the success of this initiative that the first girls’ boarding house was named Jeanne in 1978 – to be followed in 1992 by the girls’ day house King-Reynolds.
Guy passed away in March 2018 and a memorial service was held at the School, the occasion of Jeanne’s last visit. In the autumn her ashes will join Guy’s in West Lavington churchyard.
Philip Nokes (OD 70)
Ivan Hanson (staff 1986 - 2003)
Unknown – 2024
Mr Hanson taught me for six years. He was a great teacher who inspired and mentored me during my time at Dauntsey’s.
In my second year we were blessed with the opening of the new CDT block (now DT). An extraordinary building with machines, benches, storerooms, metal, plastic and wood areas as well as classrooms and later, computers. It was a stunning ship, and it had Mr Hanson at the helm. Ivan told me off in my first lesson, it was short and sharp and I never forgot it and I never needed to be told again. It was a good example to the rest of the class; the workshop was a dangerous place, and you had to be alert and respectful of the machines and the people using them. This would be an environment I would thrive in, and Mr Hanson saw I had potential in the subject.
In the early years DT was about materials and processes. Mr Hanson expected a high level of craft and attention to detail, often sending me back to re-do something or improve it. This could be tedious but over time I understood going the extra mile was worth it and I found it rewarding.
Major James Nairne (OD 42)
1923 - 2024
James Kemp Nairne, who died in Winchester on 13 October 2024, aged 100, was born in Belfast on 7 December 1923. He was the third of four sons of Lt.-Col. Charles Nairne of the Seaforth Highlanders and his wife Edith, née Kemp. After prep school in Milford-on-Sea he entered Dauntsey’s in January 1937, following in the steps of his eldest brother John (1934-37). Sadly, John died of appendicitis later that summer whilst still at school. In his memory the family endowed the prestigious Nairne Cup, whose plaque reads: His physical fitness and intellectual vigour would not tolerate low standards. To this day it is awarded annually to a senior pupil who demonstrates those qualities.
James Nairne left Dauntsey’s in 1942 and a little later followed his father and elder brother Patrick into the Seaforth Highlanders. He was in the D-Day landings and afterwards
Richard James Snook (OD 63)
1945 – 2024
Local Old Dauntseian Richard James Snook sadly died on the 9th September 2024.
Richard was born in 1945 in Devizes Hospital and grew up very happily at Manor Farm, Urchfont.
He went to Purton Stoke Preparatory School and then went on to Dauntsey’s as a boarder where he thrived. Sociable by nature and always popular he made many Old Dauntseian friends who he kept in touch with throughout his life. After leaving Dauntsey’s he attended many OD functions and school events.
The Snook family built a successful farming business and
It was no surprise that after my A Levels I studied Furniture Design at university and two years after leaving I set up a workshop in London. Although I lost touch with Mr Hanson, I made a pact with myself that one day I would track him down and thank him for his time, his patience and guidance.
In 2006 I moved back to Wiltshire and brought my workshop with me. I contacted the Foundation Office at Dauntsey’s, and they were able to put in me in touch with Ivan and I invited him to visit my workshop. Sure enough, Mr Hanson accepted my invitation. He had retired at this point although he returned to the school to help after handing over; a testament to his dedication to the department and his desire to teach. We must’ve spent a couple of hours reminiscing about school years and I got to thank him for everything he taught me and the values he instilled in me. I also told him that when I’m leaving the workshop and turning out the lights, I can still hear his voice saying, “Tidy your bench!”
RIP Mr Hanson, I can’t thank you enough.
Tim Hitchens (OD 93)
in North West Europe. He also saw service in Aden and Malaya. Leaving the army in 1959 in the rank of Major, he spent five years with The Scotsman before serving as a Queen’s Messenger until 1988. By then he had already settled in Winchester, where he was to remain for the rest of his days. He was an accomplished artist, and the fine calligraphy of his handwriting was a joy to behold.
An exemplar of the very best of George Olive’s school of the interwar years, James Nairne maintained close links with Dauntsey’s. So long as he was able, he would attend Speech Day and make a point of meeting the winner of the Nairne Cup. In 2018 Mark Neve, Julie Romijn and I visited him in Winchester, and a year or so later I went again with a friend whose father had been a Dauntsey’s contemporary. On one of these occasions, I took for him some spare copies of The Dauntseian from his years. His interest in the school and the memory of his days there remained as strong as ever.
Philip Nokes (OD 70)
following his time at Sparsholt Agricultural College he had a great career farming alongside his brother John and nephews, Robert and Philip.
He had a wide variety of interests, particularly music, and played the flute for Devizes Light Operatic Society and hockey for Marlborough Hockey Club for many years.
Married to Sally they lived at Easterton and have a son, Anthony, and daughter, Emma, who also live locally. Latterly Richard and Sally loved their holidays in Barbados and spent a lot of time there during the winter months.
`Snooky` as he was known to his friends was a lovely man, well known and well liked by all. He loved his regular evening pint at the Royal Oak in Easterton. He will be missed by many.
Tim Church (OD 64)
Richard Handover - Chair of Governors (2005 - 2018) 1946 - 2024
Richard Handover was a governor of Dauntsey’s for many years, most of them spent as chairman of the governing body. His association with the school had begun when his children came as pupils: Felicity (Fizzy) in 1990, Sasha in 1992, and Jamie in 1995. He became a governor in 2001 and four years later was the obvious person to succeed Robert Bernays as chairman, serving in the role for the next thirteen years. He was to lead the governing body with enviable skill and fluency – and with great good humour. Meetings were enjoyable, not simply serious affairs to be got through. Among the many gifts he brought were shrewdness of judgement and a willingness to engage and listen sympathetically. But above all there was a generosity of spirit coupled with a strong belief in Dauntsey’s and a commitment to providing the best possible education for its pupils. In this he worked closely with two Head Masters, Stewart Roberts (1997-2012) and Mark Lascelles (2012-24). He saw the school grow steadily in numbers, facilities and reputation. Significant projects undertaken included the senior day girls’ house, completion of the science block, the Olive Building and the athletics track. The pièce de résistance was the Pavilion in 2016.
Richard Gordon Handover was born on 13 April 1946 and educated at Blundell’s School in Devon. On leaving school he joined W H Smith, rising to become chief executive and then chairman. In 2008 he was appointed CBE, and in 2011 a Deputy Lieutenant for Wiltshire. For many years he and his wife Veronica had lived in Wiltshire, latterly in the Kennet valley. Never one to stand on ceremony, he treated all in the Dauntsey’s community with the same easy friendliness. He was tall with an imposing but kindly presence, his appearance recalling perhaps some figure by Rysbrack. He last visited the school in June to attend and speak (and he was a good speaker) at the governors’ farewell lunch for Mark Lascelles, moving on to Epsom College. He died four months later, on 25 October 2024. Dauntsey’s in the past has seen a number of long serving chairmen of governors. The increasing demands of the position together with modern thinking on governance means that Richard Handover was probably the last in that tradition. Ultimus Romanorum. We were very fortunate to have him.
Philip Nokes (OD 70)
Mark Lascelles (Head Master 2012-24) writes:
Richard gave me the opportunity to be Head Master of Dauntsey’s way back in 2011. I knew then that he was a remarkable man: Chief Executive and Chairman of W H Smith, having worked his way up from the bottom of the company to the very top; a survivor and decorated hero of the Paddington train crash, where he walked back along a live train line, despite being injured himself, to prevent further catastrophe; and as an interested and utterly committed supporter of numerous charities and causes.
What I didn’t know then though was that his personal qualities were even greater. He had an extraordinary interest in people, the ability to put everyone at ease and an energy and enthusiasm that was infectious. A wicked sense of humour, a choice turn of phrase and a refusal to take life too seriously, meant that he was spellbinding company and that meetings invariably ended in uncontrollable laughter. Indeed, Debbie, my PA at the time, often stuck her head around the door to see what on earth was going on. Richard was relaxed, very funny and great fun, with his relish and appetite for life obvious.
As a Chair of Governors, Richard was tough, incisive and always on top of his brief. He read the papers carefully, asked searching questions and allowed discussions to develop, all the time trying to give everyone a chance to speak. He was wise, balanced, strong and fair, and his interest and love of the school were both genuine and obvious. Richard drove the school forward and while he was always self-deprecating, and at pains to say that he knew nothing about education, the credit for much of Dauntsey’s success in recent years should be attributed to him. It was a privilege and a pleasure to work with him for so long.
We continued to meet regularly after Richard stepped down from the board, and I loved every single meeting, lunch and evening with him. He was a constant source of encouragement, he was wise and clear-sighted and he was a great and true friend. He was an amazing man and he made me what I am today. No one will touch me and my life in the way that he did.
Lucy Walsh Waring (Chair of Governors 2018-22) writes:
I had the great good fortune to join the board of Dauntsey’s School as Richard Handover took over as Chair of Governors. It was my first governor role and I was able to learn so much from Richard. He was an exceptional leader and under his stewardship the School grew both in size and reputation. He led the School and the Governing Body with great expertise and good humour, and always brought an element of fun to meetings. When he encouraged me to take over as Chair, as he stepped down from the board, he was extremely generous with both his wisdom and time in acting as a mentor for me. Dauntsey’s has much to thank him for and he will be sorely missed.
