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The Pembrokian News from the Development Office, Pembroke College, Oxford

April 2003

Issue No.21

Hockey Team Win Cuppers for the Second Year Running! (But Where's the Cup?) More on page 4 Left: 011ie Davies (2002) holds off one of the Worcester opposition in the final Below: Kate Adlington (2002) and Charlie Mortimer (1999)

Photos by Bi Scott, currently taking photographs for the new College Prospectus

Inside the Pembrokian P2 Development Office Editorial John Barlow (Development Director)

P3 New Chancellor: Chris Patten P3 The Elemental Ball P3 Pembrokian Book Corner Pembroke related publications

P4 Hockey Team Win Cuppers P4-5 Troublesome Torpids P5 Sir Peter Parker Award Fred Aranda (1998)


Recent Development Office Events Business Reception & Media Reception

P7 Letter to all Pembroke Historians From current Fellow Adrian Gregory

P8-9 Pembrokian Profile William Horsley (1967) - This year's Society Dinner speaker

P10-11 Pembrokian Profile Austin Woolrych (1946)

P12 Email Mailing List Are you missing out?

P12 Diary Dates P12 Bequests Received During 2002 P12 Contact Information 1

Development Office Editorial by John Barlow (1952), Development Director Ladies, as you read this, there will be only a couple of weeks to go until the Women's Reception at the prestigious Merrill Lynch premises. These are always fun occasions, albeit daunting for your editor! Do confirm your attendance as soon as you can — preferably before Easter. These receptions are a wonderful opportunity to meet up with old friends and make new contacts and we are particularly grateful to Andrew Graham & Michael Kennard for hosting the Business Group and Media Receptions earlier this year. There is a limit on how many Receptions the College can organise in any one year but, if any individual would like to arrange a further reception or dinner based on a career grouping, academic discipline or simple geographical location, we will happily provide all the help we can. Call me to discuss your proposal. Lawyers, should we resuscitate the lawyers' dinner, as some have suggested? If so should it be in London or in College? Would you attend? NB the College cannot provide accommodation during term time and has to combine with conferences during the vacation. Please let us have your views and don't forget to order your copy of the Blackstone Lectures. "A very good read" is the verdict of many who have done so already. We are ordering a re-issue of the Blackstone tie. Please let us know if you would like one. For all our Sports men and women, Hilary term has proved a very mixed bag. Incredible floods in January rendered the sports ground fit only for wind surfing — although I don't think anybody tried it — whilst March has produced some classical Spring days. Extremes of weather have not deterred Pembroke from achieving excellent results in Netball, Football, Rugby and, particularly, Hockey, in which they retained the cup — see the report in this issue. Facilities at the ground have continued to deteriorate. This coupled with the Railway's plans for speedier trains, which could close the level crossing, has caused us to start looking for alternative access to the ground and the possibilities of replacing the pavilion and renovating the tennis courts. These are expensive considerations but absolutely necessary if interest in sport is to be sustained. The drama of Torpids is detailed later in this issue. The silver lining to this particular cloud is that the German manufacturers have agreed to produce a new Empacher in good time for Eights and the Insurance Company have settled over 90% of the claim. This with the scrap value should cover the cost of the


Poor Bashed `Bubbles'

new boat. Our hope is that, in our next issue at the end of Trinity Term, we shall be reporting that Pembroke has achieved the unique feat of having both lads and lasses at the Head of the river. A low key campaign for Lord Jenkins' successor as Chancellor of the University — and incidentally Visitor to Pembroke College — brought some 8000 graduates back to vote on two glorious spring days in mid March. It was good to welcome a number of Pembrokians, who took advantage of the refreshments available in College. We look forward to welcoming Chris Patten as our new Visitor in due course. The bookie's favourite, he polled over 50% of the votes. As we welcome John Church to take over the Bursarial reins, we bid a fond farewell to Ray Rook. Stepping into the breach at a moment's notice he has held the fort for a full year and proved an invaluable source of information and common sense. We thank him and wish him well. As I write, the bombs are falling in Iraq, the streets of Oxford are awash with police and anti-war demonstrators, Medical and Law Mods are in full swing, the stock market is bouncing — but for how long - and the John Radcliffe hospital has just received another damning report. Somehow it all seems divorced from reality. Yet Life must go on. This Easter vacation finds two Fellows off to lecture briefly in Japan; the Master paying a flying four day visit to New York; two Gaudies; the Women's Reception; preparations for the Garden Party in Eights week and Finalists working flat out for Schools, some of which start as early as April. At the same time we face the prospect of increasing taxation and decreasing grants, whilst the Government purports to dictate our admissions policy with threats of sanctions. The challenge is how to keep focussed in our pursuit of excellence; how to keep all the good things, which constitute the Pembroke we know and how to bring the Pembroke family closer together. As the year progresses we will be seeking to put together a document which will give practical expression to these aims and we will be seeking your views and support.

Voters Appoint Chris Patten Chancellor, and Visitor to Pembroke More than eight thousand Oxford University graduates descended on Oxford on Friday 14 and Saturday 15 March for their opportunity to vote for the new Chancellor. Voting took place in the Divinity School, with rules much relaxed since the election of Roy Jenkins, who died in January. It was ruled that gowns need not be worn and that anyone who had matriculated and graduated at Oxford University (and not just those who had gained their MA) would be eligible to vote. We were happy to welcome back visiting Pembroke alumni and their friends and family, who were able to lunch in Hall or partake of tea, coffee and biscuits in Broadgates Hall. On Monday 17 March, it was announced that Chris Patten had triumphed, with Lord Bingham coming in second place. The other candidates were Lord Neill of Bladen and Sandi Toksvig. As the only candidate known to many of the voters, it may be argued that Chris Patten was always the most likely to win. Also, as an alumnus and Honorary Fellow of Balliol College, he continues the pattern of Balliol men being elected Chancellor (with both Roy Jenkins and Harold MacMillan having had connections with the college). Chris Patten was in the House of Commons from 1979 until 1992. He was Chairman of the Conservative Party from 1990-1992 and served as Governor of Hong Kong from 1992-1997. He has

Elemental Ball, May 2003 - Alumni Welcome! The undergraduates are organising this year's Pembroke Ball on Friday 9th May 2003. An `Elemental Ball', it will have four themes: air, fire, earth and water. The organisers are hoping for significant alumni interest, saying "The Ball is ... for all those who have relished their time here to share in the College". Highlights include a fortune teller, a caricaturist, comedians (including BAFTA award winner John Oliver and BBC New Comedy Awards finalist Russell Howard), a henna tattoist, a live jazz band, a Michael Jackson impersonator, DJ Spoony (from BBC Radio 1's Dreemteem) and free cookies and ice cream. Tickets are ÂŁ55 each. For more information, and to download an application form, please visit The Ball can be attended by Oxford University Members, Pembroke alumni and their bona fida guests only.

Terry Hughes (1953), Brian Wilson (1948) and George Gray (1963) - who may or may not have voted for Chris Patten - enjoy tea in Broadgates Hall been Chancellor of Newcastle University since 1999 and so has some experience of a similar role. As Chancellor of Oxford University, he is ex officio Visitor to five Colleges, including Pembroke and we look forward to welcoming him to the College very soon. He issued a statement shortly after his election saying "It is an honour, more profound than I can easily describe, to be asked to help the university deal with the challenges of the next few years, to advocate and stand up for its interests at home and abroad." "To follow Roy Jenkins will be an extremely tall order. But I promise to do my best and hope to meet the expectations of those who voted for me."

Pembrokian Book Corner Many Pembrokians write books. Two have been published recently, however, which are particularly relevant to Pembroke. The Undark Sky by Geoffrey Raisman (1957) This is the life story of four poor brothers. Two brothers, one of them Dr Raisman's father, sacrifice their own opportunities to make it possible for the others to stay on at school and then university. Abe, another brother, comes to Pembroke in 1912. He is better known as Sir Jeremy Raisman, Pembroke Honorary Fellow and someone who played a major role in the Second World War and in the ending of the British Raj. The Goldberg Variations by Mark Glanville (1978) An autobiography "from football hooligan to opera singer". To save face whilst reading Classics at Pembroke, apparently Mr Glanville explained his four-year absence from friends as a four-year prison sentence for manslaughter!


Hockey Team Win Cuppers for the Second Year in a Row - But Where's the Cup? Eager to be uplifted after the disappointment of Torpids, many undergraduates and several staff members converged on the Iffley Road astro-turf ground on Tuesday 11th March. The crowd braved the icy cold evening weather thinking that, with four full Blues in the side, the match would soon prove a walk-over for Pembroke. However, Worcester were the premier division winners and no pushover. The match lasted for two full hours! Worcester took an early lead but Oliver Davies (2002) soon equalised for Pembroke and the score remained level throughout the rest of the match and through extra time. With five penalties a piece taken, four from each side had hit the back of the net. Pembrokian Charlie Mortimer (1999) held his cool to score his penalty, then Pembroke keeper Paul Ramsay (2002) pulled off the save which gave them victory, so becoming the hero of the match. Although the Pembroke hockey

team have proved themselves the best, two years in a row, they are still without a cup for their achievements. The cup was lost by another college about twenty years ago and is yet to be replaced. However, the team can expect to be rewarded with an invitation to dine at High Table with the Master in the near future.

Photo by Bi Scott

The hockey team warm up before the final against Worcester.

Torpids Torment But High Eights Expectations Expectations were high for the Pembroke Men, in particular, as they started Torpids second on the river, behind an Oriel crew whom they had surpassed only weeks before. Sadly, it was not to be. The wire which the cox uses to position the rudder and steer the boat, broke early in the race on the first day. There was nothing they could do and the boat crashed into a tree on the riverbank. With Torpids rules stating that bumped boats have to continue, the Pembroke crew were overtaken by everybody in Division I. Unfortunately, it will take them much longer to climb back to the top of the Division. They made up a place a day on the Thursday and Friday


and, with Saturday's racing cancelled, will start 11th next year. However, it has been pointed out that this means it is likely they will get their blades in 2004 and 2005 (for bumping each day). The Women's 1st Torpid did well and will start next year in 5th position, one place above their starting position this year. Conditions were already quite bad by the time their Division rowed on the Friday; it was windy, the rain was pouring down and the current was strong. One of our girls caught a crab and fell out of the boat! Luckily, this incident led to the whole Division being Ilaxoned' and no bumps were awarded. The Men's 2nd Torpid, after bumping and

Pembroke Student Wins Sir Peter Parker Award Prize-winner Frederic Aranda (1998) explains more The Sir Peter Parker awards is a national Japanese speech contest organized on a yearly basis by The Japan External Organization Trade (JETRO), the Japan Foundation, and SOAS. The aim is to reward the efforts of students researching about Japan who will later play key roles in encouraging the relations between Japan and the UK and also Europe. I entered the student category, for which there were altogether sixty-seven other applications from universities throughout the UK. The first round was a telephone interview in Japanese with a native speaker and, on the basis of that, eight finalists were chosen to speak in front of a Japanese audience (more than 200 people) at SOAS on the 4th of February. I thought I might draw upon my experience of Japan and talk about last year when I lived in Tokyo, studied at Waseda University, and worked part-time at the legendary Kabukiza theatre in Ginza (central Tokyo) as an english earphone guide was for Kabuki for one entire year. My speech I am French entitled "A French man at the Kabukiza." and Swiss and talked about how strange Kabuki seemed from a French man's point of view.

My speech was 15 minutes long and I talked about how, being a foreigner, I was a 'representative' of Kabuki and, even more, Japanese culture in the eyes of foreign spectators, who needed the earphones in order to understand what was going on onstage. In Japan, I would translate the scripts from classical Japanese into English (something I had learnt to do at Oxford) and then write my own commentaries. The problem however, was to explain a very old-fashioned theatre presenting largely feudal values of 18th century Japan to a modern foreign audience. I talked about the difficulties involved and how I tried to surmount them and how my views of Japan and Japanese people have changed ever since. I was awarded second place in the awards ceremony that evening, with a prize from the Japan Foundation given to me by Sir John Whitehead.

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Division however, they must qualify again next year to race. The frustrations of this year's Torpids, however, have made the Pembroke crews even more eager to prove themselves during Eights. They are looking forwards and thinking positively. We can expect great things from them. Eights takes place from Wednesday 28 May until Saturday 31 May. The Pembroke Men start second behind Oriel and the Pembroke Women start first, having been Head of the River for the past three years. The Pembroke Blues will have returned to the boats and it is thought that a historic Double Headship is even more for the taking than last year. The Garden Party will be held on the Saturday. Come and enjoy strawberries and cream at Pembroke before heading down to the river to cheer on the 1st VIIIs!

being bumped, will start next year in the same position as they did this year, namely 2nd in Division III. No doubt they were the only Pembroke crew disappointed not to be rowing on the Saturday, as they would have been chasing a falling Oriel II, the only second boat higher than them on the river. Not to be outdone by the Men's 1st Torpid, the Men's 3rd crashed on the Friday and were bumped by three boats. They start next year in 8th position in Division V but are still the highest 3rd boat on the river. The Pembroke crew who moved farthest in the right direction were the Women's 2nd Torpid, who bumped on both the Wednesday and Thursday. As they were in the 'rowing on'


Recent Development Office Functions by Joanne Bowley, Development Office Manager The Business Reception, Thursday 30th January To attend the Business Reception in 2002, members had to battle strong wind and rain. Those wishing to attend the Business Reception in 2003 faced snowfall and icy pavements! It was no wonder that about half of those who had hoped to attend decided not to risk it... Several members arrived looking like snowmen, having suffered long waits for taxis or buses, with the nearest underground station being closed - members mused how a station that was 'under ground' could be effected by weather that was essentially 'above ground'. Those who did make it were entertained by several representatives from Pembroke: The Master (Giles Henderson), Ken Mayhew (Tutor in Economics), Owen Darbishire (Tutor in Managment), Dr Geoff Williams (Teaching Fellow in Economics) and John Barlow and Joanne Bowley

Ross Osborn (1998) with Owen Darbishire, Tutor in Management

Our speaker Charles Wood (1959), with John Ojakovoh (1983) from the Development Office. Our billed speaker, Ian Cormack (1966), was extremelly apologetic about not being able to attend as he had been summonsed to a foreign shore for an unavoidable work-related meeting and will, perhaps, be heard at a future meeting. Luckily, Charles Wood (1959), who had retired very recently from his position as Vice President of International Operations with Mutual Asset Managers (UK) Limited, was able to step in at short notice. Members enjoyed his talk on South Africa, which caused quite a debate afterwards. Only Geoff Williams from the 'home team' dared to get involved... Once again, we have Andrew Graham (1969) to thank for being a wonderful, and very generous, host.

The Media Reception, Tuesday 4th March Michael Kennard (1969) kindly offered to host this year's Media Reception, at the Club for Acts and Actors near Covent Garden. Those expecting nibbles were delighted to find a generous buffet, which turned the reception into more of a party as we sat down to eat together. Pembroke representatives attending were Giles Henderson (Master), John Eekelaar (Tutor in Law), Jeremy Taylor (Tutor in Physiological Sciences), John Church (our new Bursar) and John Barlow and Joanne Bowley from the Development Office. Patricia McDonald, Sarah Lilley and Kate Spenley (all 1994) with new Bursar, John Church, and John Barlow, Director of Development


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Pembrokian Profile: William Horsley (1967) William Horsley has kindly agreed to speak at our next Society Dinner (Friday 26th September). I hold at least one record among Pembrokians: I was the first student from the college to take a degree in Japanese Studies, in 1971. That decision turned out to be useful to my professional career, as I was to become the BBC's Tokyo Correspondent for most of the 1980s. I hope other Pembrokians may since have plunged into the stimulating waters of Japanese studies. Douglas Gray and my other Pembroke tutors were supportive and helpful when I announced, after one year reading English Language and Literature, that I wanted to switch subjects. An incidental bonus was that I was allowed an extra year at Oxford to complete my new degree course, studying at the Oriental Institute. I never lost my enthusiasm for English and European arts and literature. My contemporaries will remember the noisy production of "Barabbas", which I directed in the old quad in 1970. But I was determined to explore the culture and history of a society which had evolved largely untouched by the political and humanist traditions of the West — no Shakespeare or Bible, no Magna Carta or influence from the Roman Empire. My study of Eng Lit gave me reference points by which to appreciate the myths and literary genius of Japan and the complex relationships among the nations of East Asia. I still regard the encounter between Japan and the West, after the opening of Japan in the nineteenth century, as one of the most dramatic stories in modern history. My close attachment to the country was reinforced when I married my wife Noriko in 1979. I watched some of the exciting matches in the World Cup last summer on TV in the comfort of the family home in Tokyo. And I recently made a study of Japanese media coverage of the UK which was published by the British Council. I found that the special relationship with the nation, which was once called the "Great Britain of the Far East", is still taking new forms. The Japanese press even treats Britain as something of a model. Armed with my BA in Japanese I joined the BBC. A career in broadcasting, I thought, offered a good combination of the rigours of journalism, the creative opportunities of programme making, and the challenge of one of the performing arts. I was right. I was also following a path inspired partly


by my father, Moreton Horsley. He too had been a Pembrokian (as was his father before him), and was a speaker of Cantonese Chinese. I owe my exotic place of birth, Macao, to the fact that my father was sent there by the government to learn Chinese before working for the Colonial Service in Malaya, and later spending some years in the BBC. I began as a trainee producer in the Far Eastern Service in Bush House. Almost at once I was responsible for BBC broadcasts to Vietnam as the war there was reaching its climax. It was a good apprenticeship in the realities of war, diplomacy and the use of propaganda by the parties to the conflict and their allies. The BBC, then as now, was a place of almost boundless opportunities. Over the next ten years I would play many parts — as a radio news reporter, a producer of Radio 4's "The Week in Westminster", and as news presenter on "Newsnight" on BBC 2. In 1983 my early ambition was fulfilled. I began a 15-year career as a BBC TV and Radio foreign correspondent, based first in Tokyo and later, from 1991, in Bonn in Germany. Each big story I covered has left indelible images in my mind. Among them are the Peoples Power crowds in Manila during the overthrow of President Marcos in the Philippines; the courage of Kim Dae-Jung and his pro-democracy campaigners who ended military rule in South Korea; the high tensions of the West's trade wars with Japan during its years of economic empire-building; the political battles surrounding the Maastricht Treaty on European Union; and the encounter with survivors of Belsen and other Nazi death camps on the 50th anniversary of the end of the Second World War in 1995. In 1997, when I returned to London to join the BBC's World Affairs Unit, the nature of the news business was changing fast. Like everyone in BBC News, I had to learn to cope with new technologies, new TV and radio channels, and the demands of round-the-clock broadcasting. Still, the essential skills needed are the same — accuracy, fairness, clarity and speed. These days I travel widely to report on crises, summits and new political battles. My job as European Affairs correspondent took me to Moscow at the start of the latest Chechen war and to Belgrade for the anti-Milosovic revolution. I work for all news outlets, including BBC World TV, World Service Radio and BBC News Online. As the presenter of a regular TV current affairs magazine programme, "Europe Direct" on BBC World and

A career in broadcasting, I thought, offered a good combination of the rigours of journalism, the creative opportunities of programme making, and the challenge of one of the performing arts. I was right. News 24 TV, I am on the road somewhere in Europe each month to make my own film report and present the programme on location. The themes of our most recent programmes have been the rise of antiAmerican feeling in Germany, an investigation into the real state of the Franco-German "axis", and the ambition of little Lithuania in the Baltics — to tame the uncouth habits of its neighbour, the Russian bear. The BBC's Newsgathering machine now operates in a way comparable to a modern army's rapid deployments. I am used to scrambling at short notice to cover breaking news. But being part of the BBC's response to the terrorist attacks on New York and Washington on September 11th 2001 was the most extraordinary episode of its kind. It was a collective madness and it took three days to get to our destination. I reached Stansted Airport at 6 pm on Tuesday September 11th. Many of my colleagues were already there. We hoped to get away quickly on a joint ITN-BBC charter flight, but it was not to be. The Americans had closed their airspace. There was no chance of taking off because no airport in North America would allow any incoming plane Europe to land. Among the faces in this BBC crowd were well-known TV news personalities like Kate Adie, Ben Brown and Brian Hanrahan. There were reporters, producers, camera crews and engineers. There were programme teams from "Newsnight" and "Today", from Radio 5 Live and News 24, and from World TV and World Service Radio. We waited. We sat around and ordered pizzas and snacks, coffees and beers. The horror of the loss of life in the world's greatest terrorist outrage was gradually sinking in, but we felt like the only journalists in the world who could contribute nothing to reporting it. In Stansted's departure lounge there was not even a TV set to watch, to keep ourselves informed. I spent that night on the floor at the airport, unable to go and find a bed because of the faint hope that our plane might suddenly be given clearance to leave. This was the most significant global news event for years. Nobody could afford to miss the flight.

The next day was awful. We were checked in, checked out again, and forced to stand in line for hours. Late that night we were allowed to retire to a hotel 30 minutes' drive from the airport. But at 3 a.m. we were again summoned to go back to Stansted, on a rumour that the plane might be on its way. But on Thursday, the third day, there was more of the same. At last, at 11 pm, our Jumbo jet took off — for Montreal in Canada. We landed at 2 in the morning local time. More coffee and pastries until the car hire firms opened at dawn. Then we drove all the way down the east coast. I was with a group bound for Washington DC. From the highway we could see the huge pall of smoke from the collapsed towers hanging over the southern part of New York. After about ten hours' driving my group reached the BBC bureau in Washington. We were haggard, exhausted, and still largely ignorant about the details of the attacks. I had devoured some newspapers and listened to the radio during the long drive, but had a lot of catching up to do. It was now mid-afternoon on Friday, US time — 80 hours since we had left our London offices on Tuesday. We must have smelt bad. The Washington bureau chief advised us to have a bath and some sleep, and to start in the morning. Over the next two weeks my role was to report from Washington for radio and TV at all hours of the day and night — from outside the still smoking Pentagon building, from a rooftop overlooking the White House, and from the BBC's studios. Extreme situations call for extreme responses, and technology has made near-miracles possible. On request from London, I found myself shooting and filming a 30-minute TV programme called "USA Direct" in one working day (with help from colleagues). I toured Washington DC with a cameraman, recording reactions and comments at the memorial to the victims beside the Pentagon, on the "black" campus of Howard University, in a diner in downtown DC, and outside the White House. Then it was time to get back to my regular job, based in London. The story of the US response, and the tensions it has produced around the world, goes on. Broadcasting, as I know, is both an art and an industry. (A new edition of "Europe Direct" is on air once every six weeks on BBC News 24 TV The programme is also shown, with several repeats, on BBC World TV Transmission times for BBC TV programmes can be found on this w ebsite : http://new s .gatew ay .uk/tvnews/planning/ bbcnews24/index.htm)


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A Pembroke Historian's Run OrLuck - Austin Woolrych (1946) Invited to contribute a profile to the Pembrokians gallery of alumni who have out-of-the-ordinary experiences or careers to recount, I can boast no single adventure that would justify a piece in itself but my life has taken so many totally unexpected turns, until well into middle age, that it may be of interest to look back on it as a whole. I was born in London, long enough ago to have been taken as an infant to the maternity home's basement on account of a Zeppelin raid. From six onward I grew up in Mill Hill and from thirteen I went to Westminster School as a day-boy. I loved it, for Westminster was very different from the popular stereotype of a public school and the company was as stimulating as the teaching. But alas, the money ran out, and when just seventeen I was taken away and set to work as a clerk in Harrods. The prospect of ever going to University could not have seemed more remote. For the next four years the stimuli that kept me going came not from my dreary, ill-paid work, but from the cheapest seats at Covent Garden or in the Queen's Hall (then 2s. or 3s.) and from my annual holidays. In 1938, for instance, I rode a bicycle from Dieppe to Venice, by way of all the major Swiss and Italian lakes. My train journey home was uncomfortable, since France, in the grip of the Munich crisis, was mobilizing for war. Early next year I joined the Inns of Court Regiment (Territorial), but when war did break out it came as a total surprise to be sent immediately with most of the regiment to the Royal Military College at Sandhurst. I liked Sandhurst so much better than Harrods that it strengthened a thought, already in my mind, that if I survived the war I might stay on in the army as a regular. The idea died slowly, partly because I gradually realised that I had no natural talent for soldiering, partly because the actual experience of battle was sobering (to say the least), but mainly because the girl I married in 1941 hated the prospect of remaining an army wife indefinitely. We were parted nine months after our wedding when I was drafted to the Middle East and joined the Eighth Army. Much though our separation hurt, I was proud to be posted to a regular battalion, the 3rd Royal Tanks, and I was given a grandstand view of the opening of the battle of El Alamein. My squadron leader had taken my tank, his own having broken down, and I was sent in an armoured scout car to observe the attack of the New Zealand infantry, whom we were supporting, and report its progress to my brigadier when the armour followed through in the small hours. From my splendid but lonely vantage-point I saw the flashes of 400 guns suddenly light up the night sky and heard their shells crunch on the German lines ahead. I was back in command of three Sherman tanks in


When just seventeen I was set to work as a clerk in Harrods. The prospect of ever going to University could not have seemed more remote the big push launched nine days later, but I took a shell splinter in my left eye just as we were breaking through. If it had hit me an inch higher I might have been killed, but my sight was too badly impaired for me to fight in tanks again. While convalescing in Cairo I caught diphtheria, so it was months before I took up my next post, as instructor at the Middle East O.C.T.V. near Acre in northern Palestine. The work of training cadets to be officers was rewarding and I loved the country, I spent memorable short leaves in Jerusalem, Beirut and Damascus. But I suffered chronically from amoebic dysentery and, after a brief but fascinating spell in the Political Intelligence Centre, Middle East, I was invalided home. In two years overseas, I had spent eleven months in hospitals and convalescent homes and I never expected to reach my mid-eighties in reasonably robust health. For most of the remainder of my six and a half years military service I worked in War Office Selection boards, which employed pioneering techniques in adjudging the fitness of candidates for commissions. The work was absorbing, the company congenial and the atmosphere refreshingly unmilitaristic; moreover the experience was to help me years later in the very different task of selecting the staff of a wholly new university department. By now I was naturally thinking hard about my post-war career and my wife strongly supported me in aiming to become a teacher. There was a scheme in place to assist candidates for university entrance who had missed out on normal qualifications through the war and, under it, I applied to Pembroke College, where my schoolmaster grandfather had graduated. Still in uniform, I was interviewed by the Master, the Reverend Dr. Homes Dudden, who was already long past what is retiring age today. We talked of many things, and my luck was that I could hold my own on the novels of Henry Fielding, which I had read in preparation for studying English. I did not know that he had written a book about them. Eventually he said "We shall be happy to accept you, Captain Woolrych; what do you propose to read?". Today, when agencies of government are breathing down university admission officers' necks, it must seem barely credible that a single interview by one man could determine the application of an over-age candidate who lacked the equivalent A-levels, and before even raising the question of which course he proposed to pursue. I said something like: "It's eleven years since I left school, Master, and my languages are in bad repair, so I would like to read English". "Unfortunately", he replied, "we have no

English tutor; would you consider taking history?" I did not hesitate and I hope graduates in English will not be offended if I count it another providence in my lucky life. I loved my three years in Pembroke, though being already a family man I never lived in College. Out of my £325-a-year grant, over £100 went on renting a semi in the Botley Road. But I hugely enjoyed the company of that sparkling post-war JCR, where I formed some lasting friendships and was president in turn of the Camden and Johnson Societies. War veterans were excused Prelims, so I sat Finals in my seventh term. No summons to a viva ensued, so I set aside any faint hope of a First. But a First I got, so I switched my sights from schoolmastering to university teaching. Nowadays, that normally requires a doctorate, but then a D.Phil. entailed at least two years' residence in Oxford, which with a family to support was out of the question. So I spent two terms in laying the research foundations of a B.Litt. and entered the job market. I landed an Assistant Lectureship in the University of Leeds, so within three years of matriculating I was teaching undergraduates. I was very happy in Leeds, not only because it was (and is) a fine university with a thriving history department, but because it brought me back to Yorkshire, with whose Dales I had fallen in love when I was under canvas near Otley in 1941. Yet, good though the Leeds years were, the wave of new universities founded in the early 1960s, bidding as they did to 'redraw the map of learning', exercised strong allure. I applied for the chair of history at Lancaster — not with much hope, because as a late starter I had so far published little besides my book on Battles of the English Civil War. I was interviewed in London, after which the taxi-driver who took me to King's Cross told me that President Kennedy had just been shot. What an omen! Sure enough, the chair was offered to and accepted by a Fellow of All Souls who stood far higher in the historical world than I did. Yet fine scholar though he was, he went on to try to call the tune about the exercise of his post to a degree that Charles Carter, Lancaster's Vice-Chancellor,

To frame the syllabus of a wholly new history department and select its staff posed a thrilling challenge and opportunity could not accept. Just before Christmas, Charles telephoned to invite me over to lunch next day. "You may as well enjoy it", he said when we met, "because you've got the job". Another totally unpredictable turn of fortune! Lancaster spent much less time in planning ahead than the other new universities, and we founder-members largely devised its degree structure and its social organisation (in colleges) as we went along. To frame the syllabus of a wholly new history department and select its staff posed a thrilling challenge and opportunity, but quite soon my early colleagues were taking their own share in the process. They included two Pembroke men, Martin

My publications were coming along belatedly, and they received such pleasant recognitions as election to the British Academy Blinkhorn (1960) and (a little later) Geoffrey Holmes (1945). I also chaired the equivalent of a faculty board, and during the student troubles of the early 1970s, to which our rather secluded, inward-looking campus was particularly vulnerable, I had a hot seat as Pro-ViceChancellor for College and Student Affairs. I was not sorry when my term as such expired, for my research had gone. But my department grew fast and throve famously, and thanks to its wonderful team spirit I was happy to open its headship to regular election after ten years. I took my first sabbatical leave in 1971 and spent it at the Folger Shakespeare library in Washington. Further chances to travel followed. As British Council Visiting Fellow, I performed in most of the universities of Australia and New Zealand in 1981, and this was immediately followed by two blissful terms as a Visiting Fellow of All Souls. The many conferences to which I have contributed have taken me to places as far apart as Regina (Saskatchewan), Athens (Ohio) and Nanjing in China. My publications were coming along belatedly, and they received such pleasant recognitions as election to the British Academy, an honorary doctorate from Lancaster, and (much later) a Fertoschrift for my eightieth birthday, which was presented to me at a splendid feast in Keighton Hall. After twenty three golden years as professor at Lancaster, I looked forward to going on writing in retirement. Unhappily my wife's health was steadily deteriorating and caring for her eventually became a full-time job. She died just over twelve years ago and I sadly moved out of our 300-year old house in the Lune Valley. It and its large walled garden were more than I could manage on my own, so I exchanged it for a newly built one in an attractive village half-way between Lancaster and Kendal. It backs on to a pretty churchyard with a view over the Lakeland hills. I still keep house for myself and, since moving, my holiday destinations have included Cyprus, Egypt, Russia, the Ukraine, the U.S.A., Canada, South Africa, The Caribbean, New Zealand, India, Nepal, China, Thailand, North Borneo, Penang, Perm, Chile and Patagonia. In between I have slowly written a monstrously long book called Britain in Revolution 1625-1660, which the Oxford University Press published last November. It is an attempt to convey to the general reader what the troubles in all three Stuart kingdoms were about and I confess that, of my half-dozen books, it is the one I would most like to be remembered by. I have always enjoyed trying to reach out to a wider audience than that of my students and fellow-scholars, and on one level my swan-song has been an act of thanks for a richly fulfilling and largely unforeseen career.


E-mail Mailing List With the absence of the Garden Party in 2001, it was thought that alumni may miss out on news of the Pembroke crews during Eights. The Pembroke Women were starting Eights 2001 as Head of the River and we were confident that any such news would be fairly positive and uplifting! With help from our Computer Officer, Simon Thomson, an email list was established of all those on our database whose email addresses we had. This was about 450 people, who were then sent daily emails about the Pembroke crews progress. In the majority of cases, this proved a great success. The email list currently has about 850 members. Emails are sent about once a fortnight but only when there is something to say. Daily information during Eights and Torpids, to avoid deluging disinterested members, is now only sent to those 'opting in'. The list is especially useful for making sure that members are aware of any friends who may be attending events such as Gaudies, so encouraging them to attend too!

Diary Dates Correct as of March 2003 but may be subject to changes Friday 11th April

Inter Collegiate Golf

Thursday 24th April Women's Reception Friday 9th May

Pembroke Ball

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Saturday 10th May

Blackstone Lecture

Friday 23rd May

Golf vs. Royal Ashdown

Saturday 31st May

Garden Party

Tuesday 24th June

Golf Society Meeting

Friday 27th June

Gaudy Years up to and including 1953

Friday 26th September Society Dinner Sat 27th September

Activity Day

Fri 26th March 2004 Gaudy for years 1988-90 Friday 25th June 2004 Gaudy for years 1961-66

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