Lt.-Col. H. A. Cape, D.S.O., who, in a brief and amusing speech, stressed the value of music as a civilizing influence both at School and after, and gave us an entertaining account of the impact on his own generation of modern culture in general, and modern music in particular.
THE MUSICAL SOCIETY The Thursday mid-day gramophone recitals were continued, though towards the end of the term attendances fell off considerably. At a Committee meeting at the end of term, M. A. Butterworth was appointed Hon. Secretary for the school year 1951-52 and D. A. Haxby and J. N. T. Howat librarians; Haxby of the choir music and Howat of gramophone records.
WITH HENDERSON TO THE LOCHS or THE INNOCENTS ABROAD It was with a certain sense of pride that Mr. Henderson and I declared our Scottish ancestry one evening, whilst enjoying a little refreshment in my haunted Gilling home. Apparently the Hendersons originated in the region of Glencoe, whilst the Grahams, my ancestral clan, were less fixed in locality, being evidently rather more vagrant in character. Perhaps, I thought, G. A. Henderson would like to accompany me on a holiday visit to our native land. We could manage it reasonably cheaply with one of my old cars, a tent, and a "primus". And so we made our arrangements. On 4th August we left York laden with food and many "borrowed" articles necessary for the perils of camping out. After an evening meal at Carlisle we pitched our first camp near Annan on the Solway Firth. We had left it rather late—it was becoming quite dark and our site was a tall wood of conifers. In the half light the tent was up, beds were laid, tea was brewed and we crawled into our sleeping bags. Pensively and sleepily we complimented ourselves on our "back to nature" choice of a holiday. We left the tent flap open, and I was half asleep when the nocturnal peace was shattered by a wild shriek from my Modern Languages colleague. This was followed by an exclamation in some very foreign tongue. It appeared he had been sharply pricked on turning over. Being uninjured, I investigated and found the tent to be fairly bristling with hedgehogs. "Hedgehogs?" snarled G.A.H. "Hedgehogs," I said firmly. 41
