Number 14 Spring 2011
The magazine for former pupils and friends of Glasgow Academy and Westbourne School
Etcetera: the place where old friends get together
I’m writing this on the Euston train to Glasgow Central on my way back from the London Academicals’ Dinner. For some reason – possibly a dark foreboding – I’ve decided not to risk a trip to Twickenham for the annual Calcutta Cup match on Sunday… Along with the passing countryside, memories of an excellent evening flit by – an evening in which tales of rugby took pride of place. Although not known for his prowess on the rugby field, even the guest speaker, Lord MacLennan of Rogart, had a rugby-related story. He spoke warmly of his undying gratitude to the boy who broke his arm in Fifth Form, thereby ensuring that he had a perfect excuse for taking no further part in a game that he heartily disliked. Undoubtedly the star of the evening was the oldest member of the company – a 140-year-old cap given to JW Arthur before the first-ever international rugby match in 1871. Arthur was one of two Academicals who played in the match between England and Scotland. (The other, William Cross, scored the first points in International rugby in Scotland’s historic win over the ‘auld enemy’.) As a member of the External Relations Department at The Academy, I’m proud of what members of the Academical Club have achieved over the years and we are delighted to help the Club in whatever ways we can. The inclusion of the Club membership information in this pack is one way in which we can do this. From several conversations we have had recently, however, a number of former pupils seem to assume that this comes from External Relations. Some even think that it is a subscription request for this magazine. It is not – the Club subscription funds the activities of the Glasgow Academical Club and the magazine is funded and distributed by the Glasgow Academicals’ War Memorial Trust. Etcetera has been – and continues to be – very warmly received by the whole Academy community and we are firmly committed to it, now and in the future. Increasingly, however, we are considering other ways of helping to fund the magazine and we are delighted to have agreed a three-edition sponsorship deal with Clive Christian that will go some way to reducing postage costs. If any member of the Academy former pupil community would like to discuss possible future commercial partnerships, we would be very pleased to meet them. With best wishes
Malcom McNaught, Director of External Relations email@example.com
Forthcoming Events 17 June 20 June September 30 September 7 October 13 October 10 November 11 November 2 December
Reunion for those who left in 1950 and before Regular Giving ‘thank you’ Reception GA 100 Reception (at Anniesland, date tbc) Class of 1991 Reunion Classes of 1961-1965 Reunion Kelvin Foundation Lunch Classes of 1951-1955 Reunion 129th Glasgow Academical Club Dinner Classes of 1971-1975 Reunion
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Meritorious Service Regular Giving 2010-11 Seizing the moment – a morning with Darius On her bike in search of a fairer world Everything is possible Anecdotage Jim Cunningham remembers Much-loved teachers (almost) remembered My life after T.G.A. War Memorial Visitors Malcolm Allan – rugby referee, 1900-1974 Business Etcetera Events & Reunions Academical Section Obituaries Updates Westbourne The Academy’s Legacy What’s in a name? Home and abroad Special Update
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Keeping in touch The External Relations office is situated in Colebrooke Terrace. Former pupils are always welcome to pop in for a chat and look round the school. Just give us a call to arrange a time. Our address is Colebrooke Terrace, Glasgow G12 8HE and you can contact us on 0141 342 5494 or at firstname.lastname@example.org The Glasgow Academical Club 21 Helensburgh Drive, Glasgow G13 1RR President – Lindsay Crawford E-mail – email@example.com Secretary – Kenneth Shand Tel: 0141 248 5011 E-mail: firstname.lastname@example.org The Academical Club pavilion is available for functions. Please contact Ken Barron at email@example.com for details. Academical Club’s London Section Secretary – David Hall, 20 Cadogan Place London SW1X 9SA Tel: 020 7235 9012 E-mail: firstname.lastname@example.org Cover: recent reunion of 1981-85. A full report will appear in the next edition.
Regular Giving 2010-11 Thank you to all those who have helped get our 2010-11 appeal off to a good start. A total of just under £15,000 of new gifts and pledges have been received since November. I am pleased to report that there has been particular support for our need to buy new benches for the terrace, but I am still very keen to hear from any FPs who are interested in supporting the appeal for a new rowing boat.
Meritorious Service Former School Captain Neil MacGregor (1964) was awarded the Order of Merit in November last year. Only 24 people can be members of the Order at any one time. At the moment they include Lady Thatcher and Betty Boothroyd, the Duke of Edinburgh and the Prince of Wales. The order, which is in the personal gift of the Queen, was founded by Edward VII to acknowledge ‘exceptionally meritorious service’. Members have included Henry James, Winston Churchill and Laurence Olivier. Neil left Glasgow Academy to read Modern Languages at New College, Oxford. He studied Philosophy at École Normale Supérieure in Paris and law at Edinburgh University before studying and then pursing a career as an Art Historian. For nearly 25 years Neil has been an extremely successful Museum Director – at the National Gallery (1987-2002) and at the British Museum since 2002. He has presented three television series on art and the radio series A History of the World in 100 Objects, which aired in 2010.
Bursaries remain the key focus for Regular Giving because in the current downturn there is a great need for help with fees. The Academy has supported able children whose parents need help with fees for generations. Donations from members of our community help to ensure we can continue to give talented youngsters an excellent all-round education at the school. Thank you again to all those who have helped get our 2010-2011 appeal off to a sound start. To view our current appeal brochure please follow this link: www.theglasgowacademy.org.uk/ntga/ community/giving/regulargiving.html Mark Mark.Taylor@tga.org.uk 0141 342 5494
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People Etcetera Seizing the moment – a morning with Darius… You’ve got to be quick to keep up with Darius Danesh... sorry, Campbell. That’s the remarkable thing about Darius. Just when you think you’ve worked out who he is, he’s morphed into something entirely different. It’s over ten years since Darius first came to public prominence in ITV’s Popstars – a talent show format so daringly experimental that not even Simon Cowell had been thought of. It was not, he admits, his finest hour and certainly gave no hint of a glittering future ahead. Undaunted, however, Darius almost immediately reappeared as his own clean-cut alter ego to come back from an early grave in Cowell’s Pop Idol – after which he even had the courage to turn down the great man’s offer of a recording contract and go his own way. And confounding public expectation by constant reinvention has just about been the shape of
things for the last 10 years... On his recent visit to Glasgow Academy at the beginning of the Spring Term, Darius was characteristically generous with his time in talking to young aspiring performers in the school’s Drama Department. ‘I have had the luck of being able to go from a pop career, writing and performing my own material to an acting career in the West End and
Darius with his father and younger brother
I’ve also dabbled in opera.’ But what advice would he give to those at the start of their careers about how to stand out at auditions, someone earnestly wants to know. One of the endearing things about Darius is that he doesn’t flinch from talking about subjects that others might gloss over or conveniently ‘forget’. He grins: ‘I stood out on one occasion when I tried too hard. I gained a lot of notoriety as a result and it caused me a lot of problems. Literally overnight I became a figure of fun before my career had even started. Because I wanted to stand out, I was trying too hard... Just be yourself – be true to yourself. That’s my advice.’ Although he doesn’t say as much, it’s clear that this visit to his old school – in the company of his father, Booth, and his younger brother, Aria – is an opportunity for Darius to lay some ghosts to rest. He clearly finds solace in the fact that there’s a drama department for those who don’t quite fit the conventional Academy mould. ‘As much as this school was one of the greatest blessings for me, it was also one of the most difficult times in my life because at that time there wasn’t the network and support for someone like me. I didn’t fit in with the academic group and I didn’t fit in with the rugby group. So if I’m being honest, I had very few friends. Because I didn’t know who I was – because I hadn’t found my truth – I was awkward within myself. As a result I was bullied and I didn’t have the courage to tell my parents. I didn’t fit in, so I pretended to be something I wasn’t...’ Luck is an oft-repeated theme with Darius. But has Darius got where he is today by luck or by talent? ‘I don’t play golf but I like the Gary Player quote when he said the more I practice the luckier I get. I believe that it’s partly through recognition of your own good fortune that you cultivate your own opportunities.’ And Darius’s luck held in the immediate aftermath of a car crash last year that could have proved fatal. His injuries were very like those of Hollywood actor Christopher Reeve who ended his days as a quadriplegic. Had his fracture been
just slightly lower, Darius could so easily have been left in the same state. At best he might have faced an operation that could have robbed him of his voice. ‘I feel lucky every morning I wake up, all the more so after my car crash. I start by saying a prayer thanking God for my head and my hands and my voice.’ After appearing as the Laird of Lamlash in the King’s Theatre’s panto Snow White – almost certainly the first King’s pantomime to feature a six-foot-four principal boy in a kilt – Darius has set his sights on his next project. Glasgow audiences got a taste of it when he came with his Big Band Tour last October. ‘In raising lots of money for Help for Heroes, I was lucky to have the opportunity to explore a new genre of music for me. I’d like to reinvent 40s crooning in the same way that Amy Winehouse has done for 60s soul. I want to do something that young people will listen to, their parents will listen to and their parents too – something that transcends the boundaries of age.’ In spending rather an exhausting morning with Darius, one thing is apparent: he seems to have time for everyone. He’s happy to pose for a photograph with anyone who asks him and one suspects that he rarely disappoints a would-be autograph hunter (a suspicion that is later confirmed by the sight of the length of the queues at the stage door of the King’s). Why, one wonders, is this so important to him? ‘My parents are both doctors and I remember going round wards from the age of 4 taking little parcels – gifts for each of the people who worked in the hospital from the ward managers down to the person who mopped out the toilets. In London everyone keeps their heads down largely through an exaggerated fear of violence. We live in a society in which we’re all focused on me. My life is better when I’m open to people.’ Darius was invited to speak to the Senior School assembly on his return to The Academy. His peroration was thought-provoking: ‘You have what it takes within you to seize the opportunities that every day brings,’ he told his young audience. ‘If you take that opportunity – or if you don’t – you’ve fulfilled your destiny.’ It’s an appropriate last word for someone who has built a career on making the most of every opportunity.
On her bike in search of a fairer world As you read this, I will be pedalling my way from Land’s End to John O’Groats in memory of my Glasgow Academical husband Geoffrey Jarvis (1946) and in aid of an exemplary medical NGO in Kolkata – Child in Need India (CINI) – and I ask if you will sponsor me. It was my privilege to be married to Geoffrey for over 37 years. They were 37 good years that included prestigious architectural awards, like the RIBA Award for the restoration of Chatelherault in Hamilton, and 37 years of campaigning to make Glasgow – and indeed the world – a better place, as well as 35 years of bringing up a family we both adore. 37 years is not enough, but that is the price to be paid for a large disparity in age. I wasn’t born when he was School Captain of The Glasgow Academy, a recognition by the school of quality of the man, a quality he developed to the full during his lifetime. Climate Change was Geoffrey’s final campaign, begun shortly after he was diagnosed with the prostate cancer which eventually killed him. He was shocked to learn, back in 2004, that the lifestyle of the average Briton requires the resources of three planets to sustain it and that the people who are worst affected by the changing climate brought about by the Western lifestyle, are those who have done least to cause it. He immediately set about raising awareness of the perilous situation the world is in, and inaugurated a local group, which has now received a grant from the Climate Challenge Fund to work towards the goals set in the Scottish Government’s Climate Change Act. It was in recognition of Geoffrey’s campaigning zeal for a better world for all that I decided to take up the challenge of a sponsored bike ride from Land’s End
to John O’Groats (affectionately known as LEJOG) in memory of him and in aid of CINI which we both visited and for which we have been fundraising for some time. CINI has been working with mothers and young children, mainly in the field of nutrition, since 1974. Concerned primarily by the adverse affects of malnutrition in small children, which can have lasting physical and mental consequences, CINI has expanded to work with street children, adolescents, victims of sex trafficking and now, inevitably, Climate Change. Dr Samir Chaudhuri, the Paediatrician who founded and still runs CINI, has much in common with Geoffrey. He is a man of vision, who works tirelessly towards his goal of improving the lot of the poorest and most vulnerable of India’s people. Any donation you are willing to make will be gratefully received and will go directly to CINI to further its work on mitigating the effects of Climate Change. For more information: www.cini-india.org www.cini.org.uk To follow my progress: http://rosalindjarvis.blog.co.uk
of life with Type 1, I decided to be more active in raising awareness about the condition and go that extra mile, literally. I set myself a double challenge – to cycle from London to Paris and to run the Berlin marathon to raise both money for and awareness of Type 1 and my chosen charity Juvenile Diabetes Research Foundation (JDRF). Even as a competitive sportsman, both events were well outwith my comfort zone and required serious training and diabetes control planning. I am delighted to report all went well and I completed both events – running the marathon in 3 hours 32 minutes and raising over £3,500 for JDRF.
Everything is possible... Who said ‘Life begins at Forty’? I will have to wait and see if it’s true, but I do know that my life changed forever when I was fourteen. On 31 October 1999, aged 14, I was dealt a blow when I was diagnosed as a ‘Type 1 Diabetic’. I remember the day clearly. I was confused as to what a Type 1 Diabetic was and thought I had enough on my plate with exams and growing up. I looked for ways to ignore the condition, in my case being secretive about it and denying that I was diabetic. Looking back, I struggle to see why I reacted like that as my family, school and friends were all very supportive, encouraging me and making sure life continued as normal (to name a few important Accies, in particular- Messrs Atack, Ker, MacLennan, Meek, Strang and Wilson). However in reality, being told aged 14 that life would change forever and from then on I would require up to four insulin injections a day and need to prick a finger at least three times a day to test my blood was a tough bit of news to take. Luckily for me I had a moment of inspiration shortly after my diagnosis which helped me turn a corner, and
made me determined to not let diabetes rule my life. This moment was when Sir Steve Redgrave won his 5th Olympic Gold medal, battling Type 1 (and old age!). For a sport-mad 14-year-old this was the inspiration I needed. It made me think that perhaps ‘Everything is possible’ and my journey from there on would be to prove to myself that this was true. As a result I went back to playing rugby, participated in the Duke of Edinburgh’s Award scheme, went on school trips and rugby tours, graduated from St Andrews University, played football and rugby for the University, travelled and worked abroad and am now employed in Edinburgh as an Account Manager by a large international media company. Fast forward 12 years from my diagnosis and with (I hope!) a more mature head on my shoulders, I have grown to accept Type 1. My moment of ‘Redgrave’ inspiration has continued to spur me on to prove to myself, not to anyone else, that everything is possible. So last year, aged 25 and to mark 10 years
Through someone I met on the Paris cycle, I was invited to do voluntary work with diabetic kids aged between 13 and 17 at a Children with Diabetes (CWD) conference at Windsor in October 2010, talking to them about the importance of exercise and how to juggle diabetes and sports. This was a great experience, getting the opportunity to help the next generation at the start of their journey with Type 1. On the back of this, and my fundraising efforts, I was invited to be a guest speaker at the JDRF 2010 awards ceremony. Bearing in mind my previous reticence about my condition, standing in front of 130 people sharing experiences of life with Type 1 was the true challenge. Hopefully I managed to inspire the younger generation and reassure their parents. I also was subsequently asked by JDRF to make a presentation on the charity and its work at the 2011 heats for Scottish Miss Universe hopefuls; however that is a tale to be saved for another place! From all of the above more opportunities have flowed – invitations to speak at the dinner after this year’s JDRF London to Paris cycle, for example, and to help at the CWD camp in Florida. I truly believe that every cloud has a silver lining. If it wasn’t for the fact that I was a Type 1 diabetic, I probably wouldn’t have cycled from London to Paris, run the Berlin Marathon or been given opportunities to raise awareness about the condition of diabetes and its management. ...Everything is possible. Life does not necessarily begin at 40, or 14. Maybe life truly began for me at 25! Michael Byers (2002)
Anecdotage It was while I was lying in a chair in a dental surgery in the centre of Perth, Western Australia – being treated by an old rugby mate – that I was reminded of an amusing statement which always made me ‘crack up’ with laughter. The cause of the laughter was my maths teacher in the early 50s, whose name, if I remember correctly, was Mr Gilmour. He was a very affable man, short in stature, who unfortunately didn’t twig that one of his commonly-used phrases was the source of the class laughter. Having explained the mystery of a complex mathematical formula he would turn to the class and say, ‘Now watch the board, boys, while I go through it again.’ Was this the inspiration for the film ‘Ghostbusters’? I was reminded of this little gem when my dentist was explaining to me how to look after my new dental bridge. He handed me a mirror and said, ‘Look in the mirror and I’ll go through it again.’ Numb as I was, I had to laugh. The dental bridge process also had me tripping down memory lane, as my dental friend asked me how I had broken my two front teeth in the first instance. Sixty years is a long time, but I remember the incident clearly as though it was yesterday. I had been at Anniesland for rugby training and on this occasion I had travelled on my bicycle. Returning home, which was close to the Botanic
Gardens, I had reasonable momentum going as I came down the long slope of Great Western Road towards the intersection with Byres Road. Confronted with a stationary bus and beside it a stationary tram, I applied my brakes to no avail. Nothing. Zip. With apologies to Monty Python, these brakes were deceased! Travelling at considerable speed, I managed to squeeze between the bus and tram and I then made an expensive decision. I tried to get on to the pavement by mounting the kerb. Bad move! The front wheel hit the kerb, the back end of the bike came up and catapulted me like a shot from a cannon, to land face first in the foyer of the Silver Slipper Cafe, which at that time was a favourite haunt of local Academy boys. One witness reckoned I was worth 9.3 for style. My two front teeth bore the brunt of the collision, which I was subsequently told was due to someone loosening all the nuts on my brakes. However, there is always something good comes from misfortune. My dentist has enjoyed several overseas holidays and a car upgrade on the strength of my dental work. The team I played for that year, 1949 -50 was the under 11½. I attach a photo of these cherubic champions and wonder where they are now. Arthur Hill (1956)
Looking back with affection... As I approach my seventy-sixth year , I look back on my life with a somewhat critical eye. I feel extremely fortunate that I was educated at the Glasgow Academy. I did not excel at anything in particular, but thoroughly enjoyed those activities that appealed to me, the CCF, the Globe Players, 3rd XV rugby. Academically I think I just coasted along… I look back on the Academy with huge affection. Compared to the high-tech environment of the school today, my Academy was slightly basic if not primitive, but one still had a sense of embarking on something big. I loved the Academy, and loved Fridays when one put on the Army cadet uniform, and proudly saluted the memorial and secretly hoped that some girls from Park or Laurel Bank were witness to your military bearing. The masters were all figures of affection, particularly those who had little personal quirks. ‘Dodo’ Ogylvie flinging open the huge windows on the first floor if a boy sneezed, ‘Baggy’ Aston on his bike, ‘Basher’ Ainslie (ex-Arnhem paratrooper), ‘Bing’ Crosby in tattered gown, unflappable ‘Pop’ Cairns, Lounge suited Coleman Smith (Coley), Brigadier Engledow and brilliant artist, gentle Wallace Orr and cricket-mad George Preston. ‘Jock’ Carruthers came late to the school, I think from Newcastle, but very quickly made it his own. All the teachers had character and most inspired affection. There was to my mind a definite ‘Mr Chips’ ambience which maturity now makes more significant. I loved being at the Academy and remember everything in retrospect with pleasure even reserving a hot Scotch pie from Eina in the tuck shop for my lunch, taken in the Morrison house common room.
Under 11 1949-50 I have all the surnames but I can’t remember a few of the Christian names. Names as follows: Back Row (left to right): Barry Harper, Stewart Mackie, Iain McKellar, Mr Ken Miles, (?) Burdon, Roy Robinson, Derek Guthrie Middle Row: (?) Brown, Eddie Connal, Gordon Page, Ken McCrossan, Forest Pender, Jock Fleming Front Row: Peter Izat, Tom Anderson, Arthur Hill, Sandy McPherson
I hope the Academy of today with its sophistication and high-tech equipment will provide such memories for today’s pupils. Harold Couts (1953)
Jim Cunningham remembers... My indoctrination began at the age of eight (after a few years at Dairsie House) into Miss Reid’s Primary 3. Two abiding memories of this period remain. We were instructed to memorise the times tables, and were given periodic tests of our retentive memories. This all seemed rather a bore to me and I copied out a note of these which I could refer to behind the confines of my desk whenever we were called upon to prove our prowess. Unfortunately my subterfuge did not go unnoticed by the eagle-eyed Miss Reid, and I was hauled out in front of the class and chastised. As a punishment for this misdemeanour, I was awarded several strokes of the belt. Now, I don’t know whether Miss Reid had not acquired a belt of her own at this time, or whether it added insult to injury, but on receiving the sentence one had to go to the teacher next door, and in front of the whole class, ask to borrow her belt. This ignominy helped to cure me of the desire to take the easy way out. My second memory of those early days arose because – with the advent of the war in 1939 – I was evacuated to my aunt’s farm in Lockerbie. This only lasted one term as there was little danger to life or limb in those early days of the war and I returned to the Academy in the Spring. In my absence the rest of the class had been given instructions in the noble art of knitting, and for several periods during the week were industriously employed in knitting squares which could be made into blankets. As Miss Reid considered that it would be a waste of her time to indoctrinate me into the intricacies of knitting, I was instructed to read to the rest of the class while they plied their needles. This certainly sharpened up my reading skills – which has stood me in good stead in later years. I wonder whether any of my classmates ever pursued their knitting expertise beyond school. The war did impinge on our lives after the ‘phoney war’. There were several German bomber raids in the ensuing years on the Glasgow area. The school had a system that if the raid lasted for a certain length of time between the alert and the all clear then school would start later than normal the next day, and if the raid went on for even longer then school was cancelled for the next day. I
Having read with considerable interest and nostalgia various articles in the last edition of Etcetera, I have felt the compunction to add my tuppenceworth to reminiscing about my wartime experiences while undergoing the rigours of an education at Glasgow Academy. While I cannot in all honesty consider them to be the happiest days of my life, they did produce some memorable moments which time has done nothing to diminish.
incidentally one of the best teachers at that time). Detention was a surprisingly good deterrent to misbehaviour as the thought of prolonging the school day beyond normal hours made Thursdays just as bad as Mondays. While on the subject of punishment, there was another form of this dished out by prefects – Lines. This involved writing out, in multiples of 100, something along the lines of ‘I must not make rude faces at any prefect’. There was usually a time limit set for the delivery of the finished copy, and this usually coincided with the morning assembly when the prefects were at their most active.
Caps can remember several occasions while crouched in our makeshift shelter at home during the night, hoping that the all clear would not sound until we had earned a day’s holiday from school. The rest of my time in the junior school seems to have passed without incident worth recording, until we all made the switch into Transitus under the watchful eye of Miss Gentles. Her reputation as something of a martinet was not far off the mark and in no way could she pass muster as ‘gentle’. However this indoctrination into the ways of the Senior School stood us in good stead for the experiences that lay ahead. Here follow some personal observations on life as a pupil in the senior school –
Punishment for misdemeanours Instead of the belt which inflicted instantaneous but transitory pain, we had a more insidious form, in the shape of Detention. For even the slightest infringement any master could announce, ‘Go and get the Detention Book’. This involved a trip up to the Master’s Common Room where the infamous book was kept. On return to the class, your name was inscribed in this with either a single or double detention (depending on the severity of the crime) along with details of some literal task which should be undertaken. The Detention period was after school on a Thursday afternoon under the watchful of David D Ogilvie (known not surprisingly as Dodo – and also
This piece of headgear was considered to be an essential part of the uniform. On arrival at the school gates and on departure, it was obligatory to have one’s cap in place. The Sartorial Police (prefects) were in attendance particularly in the morning, to check on latecomers and anyone not properly dressed for admission into the hallowed precincts. In practice, the cap was an article of clothing which was kept folded in a coat pocket and only worn between the War Memorial and the school gate – either coming or going.
Rugby/Cricket These were two games in which every pupil was expected to participate, unless one had a doctor’s line, regardless of whether they had any inclination or aptitude. Character-forming it may have been, and team spirit inducing, but this was one pupil who had neither the inclination nor the aptitude. Rugby involved running the risk of physical injury while fleeing about a muddy field in usually wet and cold weather. Cricket, as fielder, involved standing around one side of the pitch and walking over to the opposite side at the end of an over. Admittedly there was a bit of activity between batsmen and bowlers but it was hardly riveting stuff. Somehow or another – probably because I was not 1st XV or 1st XI material, I managed to spend the sports afternoon skating at Crossmyloof Ice Rink. This also had the advantage that one could associate with members of the opposite sex – something unheard of at New Anniesland.
Tuck shop As a previous correspondent has mentioned – this was held in a dark corner of the well. It was under a franchise of sorts from Walter Hubbard, who had an upstairs restaurant on Great Western Road – just up the hill from Lawrence and Lang. I must concur with the accolade given to their mutton pies. In my days at the Academy, I must have consumed more than 500 of these gourmet delights and they were one of the highlights of the school day. Since then, despite trying to find a comparable product, the search has been fruitless. One other thing about the Tuck Shop – there was a railing down the stairs that led to it, and at the foot of the railing there was an upright that went up to the ceiling. To get to the front of the queue and be served quickly, one could go tearing down the stairs at breakneck speed, grab the upright pillar and do a speedy U-turn into the queue. It took a bit of practice to get it right, but usually Terry Todd, Bruce (Stinker) Young and I were the first three in the queue.
Corps Everyone from Form 3 and upwards was automatically drafted into the Corps. This involved wearing a khaki uniform on a Friday (no Navy or RAF sections in those days). In the afternoon we would do a bit of marching around the playground, and if we were lucky might get a bit of small bore shooting in the rifle range. One Friday we were all marched from the school to Maryhill Barracks – didn’t do anything there, and marched back again. On another occasion we had a field day and were bussed out to a moor north of Milngavie, hung about for a bit, and then came back to the school. This may seem a bit negative, but the uniform did seem to enhance our standing with the opposite sex after school hours.
Morning assembly This took place in the well of the school – Forms 1 to 4 stood on the ground floor with the youngest at the front, and Forms 5 and 6 draped themselves around the first floor railings. During the assembly the prefects did a round of the classrooms to make sure that no-one was skiving off the assembly (there was a punishment for this transgression but I have forgotten what it was). After we were all assembled, the Rector and sundry teachers would file on to the stage. We would sing a hymn, say the
Lord’s Prayer and notices would be read out. Occasionally we would have an outside speaker to give us a talk on something, and if there was an upcoming rugby match against the High School on Saturday we would get a long harangue about being on the touchline to cheer on our team. The Art room was part of the science block and had an entrance door with a glass panel at the top with the words ‘ART’ inscribed on it. Some wag at some time had prefixed the letter F as presumably a work of art. It had been like this for a week or two, but somehow not come to the notice of the authorities. Anyway, one morning at assembly, the Rector mentioned this defacement, and said we were all going to wait here (in silence) until the perpetrator owned up. Even had I been the guilty party, there is no way that I would have stuck my hand up and said, ‘Please sir, it was me’ – so I am not surprised that after about 5 minutes of silence we were all dismissed.
(Coley). Now I don’t know whether he was of a lazy disposition or had a fixation on regimented lines of pupils all bending and stretching. Although the gym was equipped with all sorts of interesting equipment, I could count on the fingers of both hands in the whole of my gymnastic experience the number of times that any of this equipment was actually pressed into service – it was usually on the last period before the end of term.
General knowledge test This was another end-of-term happening. Although my prowess in the academic department always had me trailing somewhere below the average, I felt that this was a department that might redress the balance somewhat – after all, I took an interest in the happenings in the world around me, read a lot, and had an inquiring nature. Sadly the results of each successive General Knowledge test just reinforced that I was associating with a lot of very bright sparks.
The cane The ultimate punishment was a caning from the Rector. Usually this was not an instantaneous happening as one was aware that the transgression was of a serious enough nature to demand retribution from a higher authority. On the one occasion when I fell foul of the establishment rules to justify this retribution, I cannot unfortunately remember the cause of my downfall from grace, but I knew it was on the cards. Expecting at any moment to have the summons to attend the Rector’s office, I decided to take precautions. I donned a very thick pair of swimming trunks which I wore in addition to my normal clothing in the hope that this would lessen the impact. Days went by while suffering this extra underwear, and still no summons. So, I decided that I had got away with my infringement and it wasn’t serious enough to warrant any retribution. The very next day, after abandoning my protective layer, I got the call to F Roydon Richards’ office. I cannot remember the number of strokes that I was sentenced to, but after the first one, which was even less painful than the belt, I felt obliged with each subsequent stroke to give a vocal expression of pain to satisfy the wielder of the rod.
Gymnastics This took place in a gymnasium at the very top of the main building and was presided over by Mr Coleman Smith
Jim Cunningham (1949)
Dear Sir, I was interested to read in the autumn issue of Etcetera Jack Ross (1943) on the topic of Roydon Richards as a man who appeared ‘a slightly vague and distant figure’. I was standing outside the Academy after school hours one afternoon when I noticed Roydon Richards emerge from the imposing front door and pause on the stop step. He looked down at the ground, touched his chin with his right index finger, then gazed into the middle distance trying to recall something. The body-language said it all! Suddenly he remembered what he had temporarily forgotten. An about turn into the building was followed by him emerging once again with the item he had forgotten. A full-size double bass! Full marks to the new Etcetera for a very professional production. Kind regards Bill Houston (1954)
The pre-reformation Academy I am now 91 years of age going on 92. I never expected to find myself so old nor to live for so long. As is the custom with people of my age, I find myself frequently looking back to the past and the days of my youth in which the Glasgow Academy played a major part. I joined 2nd English, as it then was, in 1929 when small boys of ten still ‘got the strap’ either from the sadistic ‘Beaky’ bending down in the writing room with their little kilts over their heads or from a reluctant ‘Squeaky’ if they were really naughty. ‘Beaky’ was the universally-detested writing master and ‘Squeaky’ was Miss Wilson of whom we were all rather fond. There was no school coat of arms or school song in those days and rugby was so important that the captain of the 1st XV was automatically the captain of the school. The late twenties and the early thirties were glory rugby days and there had been a heroic international during the late twenties when all but one of the Scottish back division had been Glasgow Academicals. I left school with a first XV cap in a poor season and a very mediocre leaving certificate. I didn’t then believe that I had gained anything useful from nine years at the Academy. Now I realise that I had acquired two priceless assets without being aware that I was doing so. One was ‘honour’ which is a very old fashioned word now-a-days and the other was ‘good manners’. When
we were little boys and middle-sized boys, to make a statement and qualify it with ‘Academy honour’ made it true without doubt. ‘Scouts’ Honour’ carried an equal guarantee. I belonged to the First Glasgow troop of Boy Scouts, the second oldest troop in the world. Academy boys gave up their seats to women and old people in crowded tramcars and allowed the same privileged people to board buses first. We touched our caps when thanked even though we had been waiting at the bus stop on a dark cold winter’s night much longer than they – there were no queues in those days. We were sub-consciously convinced that we were very fortunate to be at the Academy and that we were expected to be almost a kind of example to those unfortunates who went to other Glasgow schools. My father, who had a pathological dislike of universities, actually told me that he had been in a class where nobody had been considered bright enough to even sit the leaving certificate exams and yet a large proportion had headed up leading Glasgow businesses – and he really believed this had something to do with having been at the Academy. I now realise that Dr Temple who had been rector when my father was at school, and had terrified me when I was tested for entry, was a major influence in creating what would now be called ‘elitism’. He was a cross between the god
Zeus and a rogue elephant, which spent its weekends raging through the woods round Milngavie searching for Academy boys having a quiet drag on a cigarette. These unfortunates – once caught – were instantly expelled. It was he who never let us forget that our school was a war memorial and that we were expected to be officers if ever another war broke out. In 1940, when I was training to be an officer, I was threatened with return to my unit for some misdemeanour – the prospect of going on leave to Glasgow as a disgraced private soldier was unthinkable. When I left school in 1938 with the shadow of impending war black on the horizon, all the old Academy of my father and my early days had gone. The rector was English, we had a school coat of arms and a school song, some of us had actually gone to Oxbridge and the head boy was more likely to be an academic than a rugby star.Yet when the second world war came the old traditions made us very good officers and after the war many of us made worth-while contributions to rebuilding Britain. I, like many others, still believe we were very privileged to have been Academy boys, even when our school was ultra-Scottish, narrow-minded, parochial, non-academic, but ranked among the gods as a centre of rugby excellence. Ronnie Walker (1938) We have chosen to feature two drama photographs in this edition. Both were actually sent from overseas. From Australia, EAM (Adrian) Colman (1948) sent a photo of the cast and crew of The Globe Players’ Macbeth (1945). From Spain, CWR (Chris) Hird (1955) sent in a photo of the 1955 Christmas Show which features, amongst others, RAR (Bobby) MacLennan (1955) and FAL (Allan) Alstead (1954) as the principals.
Much-loved teachers (almost) remembered Thanks to those who wrote in response to the staff photograph we printed in the last edition of Etcetera, among them Ronnie Cowan (1939) who came pretty close to remembering all the names. Just to refresh everyone’s memory, we reprint the photograph below with the names of all the staff. Dear Joanna The photograph in the Autumn 2010 issue which was headed ‘Much-loved teachers remembered’ certainly brought back many memories for me. In fact I was amazed at the number of faces I recognised and names I remembered from my time at Glasgow Academy. In the front row of the photograph were four of my early teachers. Second from the left was Miss Duff whom I met on my first day at the Academy in September 1940! Fourth from
the left I recognised Miss Wilson who, I think, at that stage was the Junior School’s Headmistress. On the right hand side of the front row were two other teachers from my early years – Miss Walker (third from right) and Miss McEwan (second from right). Also, of course, I recognised the three gentlemen in the front row as they were around during my time in the Senior School, and I was amazed to see so many of my old teachers who tried to drill education into me over my twelve years at the Academy. Faces I remembered included Messrs Ogilvie (Dodo), Batchelor, Coleman-Smith,Varley and Preston – to name a few. When you consider that this photograph was of the Staff 1938-39, it is wonderful to think that 70 years later one can still recall those who have had an influence your life. I hope you will continue to include some of these older photographs in the magazine. Jack Lawson (1952)
We receive many excellent photographs for inclusion in Etcetera. Sadly, it is not possible to include them all, although a full online archive of Academy and Westbourne photographs can be viewed in GA Connected. If you need a reminder of your login and password, please contact: Mark.Taylor@tga.org.uk
My life after T.G.A. Leaving the sixth form in wartime 1943 I secured a scholarship to Glasgow Technical College (now Strathclyde University) and after a two-year accelerated course (no holidays!) I graduated as a mechanical engineer. By then the war was almost over and the only service that required engineering officers was the navy. I had to face a selection board in London on VE day plus one. Fortunately I was one of the few accepted and was sent, with the rank of midshipman RNVR, to HMS Gosling in Warrington for basic training. My time in the OTC at Glasgow Academy was extremely useful in helping me get through this stage. At HMS Manadon in Plymouth we were introduced to aerodynamics and many other subjects pertaining to aircraft and the Fleet Air Arm. I spent my naval career on land stations, St Merryn in Cornwall, Carnoustie on the East coast of Scotland, and Abbotsinch (now Glasgow Airport). My sea time was confined to a week of training on a light fleet aircraft carrier. Discharged from the navy in 1947, I was offered a job in Montreal, Canada in the engineering department of Texaco, an oil company. I intended to stay in Canada for only one year so I returned to Scotland after that period – to find that the employment situation in Scotland was not great.
My father had purchased a sixty-foot torpedo recovery vessel and was in the process of converting it to a pleasure boat which he named ‘Shona’ after his grand-daughter. He was planning a trip across the North Sea to Sweden. By this time I had decided to return to Canada as my job was still open, however the thought of an adventure at sea made me postpone my return. We crossed Scotland via the Forth and Clyde canal and then spent four days traversing the North Sea before reaching Gotenborg in Sweden. From there we crossed Sweden through the Gota Kanal which connects the Skagerrak and the Kattegat with the Baltic. Unfortunately, when we were on the last leg of our approach to Stockholm we hit a rock and sank the ‘Shona’.
not-so-pleasant weather experienced in the North Sea. From Oban we cruised south through the Crinan Canal to Colintraive, where my parents had their home. Quite an adventure – it took six weeks in all. I then returned to Montreal and was given the assignment of designing high-pressure piping for the company’s oil refineries. This became pretty specialised and I found myself not only doing the designs but also supervising installations in the field. An opening came up in the purchasing department for an engineer to handle the purchasing and contracts for equipment in the refineries. I was offered the job and took it – a substantial promotion.
We were salvaged and towed into a shipyard outside Stockholm for repairs. Thank goodness for Lloyds of London! This process took three weeks and six of our crew of twelve had to fly back to Scotland for business reasons. Our adventure made the front page of the Stockholm Times.
I spent ten years with Texaco and then joined one of their suppliers in a partnership and sales position. The company sold equipment to oil and chemical companies and was right in my field. Unfortunately two years after joining this company I contracted tuberculosis and had to spend a year in a sanatorium. I received excellent care and was discharged with no lasting ill-effects.
On completion of the repairs, with a skeleton crew, we set sail in the Baltic, reaching Malmo on the southern tip of Sweden. From Malmo, we were back in the North Sea again and eventually reached Inverness at the entrance to the Caledonian Canal. Crossing Scotland by the canal was quite a relief following the
By now I had a wife and three children and, following my illness, was worried about the future. My father asked if I would return to Scotland with my family to take over his business which was manufacturing food products including many varieties of confectionery. Feeling insecure, I accepted his proposal. Scotland in the sixties was a culture shock compared to life in Canada. I had made a commitment, however, and spent five years building the business so that my father was eventually able to sell it and retire. While in Scotland my children received an excellent education, and a fourth child, Joanna, was born. My heart and that of my family was still in Canada, so we made the big decision to return. The political climate in the Province of Quebec had changed for the worse, so instead of returning to Montreal we headed for Toronto. Although I was offered a job in the engineering field I had been bitten by the consumer products bug and I accepted a position with the Weston organization in the confectionery and biscuit division. This was an incredible five-year learning experience and
introduced me to the North American way of doing business in the consumer products field. An advertisement appeared for someone to start a Canadian division of an American confectionery company based in Chicago. I applied for the job and the next thing I knew I was general manager of ‘Tootsie Roll of Canada’. In order to set up sales agents and service them I did a great deal of travelling and was able to visit all the major cities, and some not so major, in Canada. It was a wonderful experience and I got to see this great country at the company’s expense. I loved the job and was able to build the company into a very successful enterprise. As a hobby, I had been making ‘Scottish tablet’ in my basement. I built the equipment from parts purchased at the local hardware store and was able to produce fairly large quantities. On Saturday mornings I would set off with my production in my car and sell it to various customers throughout the city, most of them Scottish bakers. The business was going so well that I decided to employ some people and set up a little manufacturing plant in a rented building. Unfortunately, my employer found out about my ‘hobby’ and after eight successful years with Tootsie Roll they fired me. I remember the date too well. It was January 31, 1979.
Following the interview I was offered the job as president. The company was Rogers’ Chocolates in Victoria. It was relatively small but very profitable. It had been established by Charles Rogers in 1885 and manufactured very high quality chocolates. It was basically a cottage industry but had tremendous opportunities for expansion. I flew home and consulted my family and they all said, ‘Go for it’. This I did and it turned out to be the best decision I had ever made. With help from a wonderful staff, I was able to build Rogers’ Chocolates into a much larger and even more profitable enterprise. Everything fell into place. I had the chance to use my skills to build an exciting company and live in one of the most beautiful places in Canada,Vancouver Island. Life was not just business, and I soon
purchased a 34-foot power boat ‘Kestrel III’. This is still my pride and joy and enables me to cruise in possibly the best boating waters in the world. I am now retired and others have taken over, but I remain honorary chairman of the board. I am also involved on many other boards and committees including chairing a liaison committee between a Canadian navy ship HMCS Protecteur and the city of Victoria. As a result I have spent more sea time in the Canadian navy than I did in the RNVR! While I am not proud of my two divorces, I would like to thank the tolerance of my wives Eileen and Margaret and my now partner, Lynda. I am very proud of my four children and four grandchildren who are all doing well. Ian Haddow (1943)
Undaunted, I expanded my ‘hobby’ business, enlarging the premises and purchasing more equipment. During this process, I hit the recession of 1982 when interest rates rose to 24% and my house mortgage reached 19%. As I was just in the building process, I could not hold on and in 1984 had to declare business and personal bankruptcy. All of a sudden I was out of work for the first time in my life. I enlisted with a career-counseling organization for the purpose of finding employment. As the recession was severe, I was not the only one in this situation. I received incredible training and spent five months answering advertisements and, more importantly, networking with as many business executives as I could find. It was through one of these contacts that I learned that a chocolate company on the West coast was looking for someone to take over management of the business. I applied for the job and soon was on a flight to Vancouver for an interview.
War Memorial Visitors We receive many visits at The Academy from the relatives of former pupils and staff who are commemorated on the school’s memorials. It may interest some of you to know that the school’s memorials can be viewed in the ‘Glasgow, Schools’ section of the Scottish War Memorials website: www. scottishwarmemorials.com/ Of course every former pupil commemorated has his own story. Pictured is William Kelly Carmichael Ogg who served as a 2nd Lieutenant with the 9th (Glasgow Highlanders) Battalion – Highland Light Infantry. WCG Ogg was wounded and listed as missing on 15 July 1916 in the battle of the Somme. He was a member of the well-known Ogg family, who owned and ran the Copland and Lye department store on Sauchiehall Street. A member of his family visited the school recently and kindly provided a copy of this portrait.
Malcolm Allan – rugby referee, 1900-1974 Peter Hillis who attended Glasgow Academy between 1958 and 1971 went on to be Professor of History Education at the University of Strathclyde. Here he sheds light on the life of his distinguished great uncle, MA Allan. By most criteria Malcolm Allan was an outstanding pupil and Glasgow Academical. He attended the Academy in the 1910s and was, therefore, too young for The Great War and too old for the 1939-1945 conflict. He excelled at sport, especially rugby, going on to become one of Scotland’s most famous international referees and later serving as President of the Scottish Rugby Union, 1953-1954. Nevertheless, the family tradition was with the round ball since his stockbroker father, David Allan, played football for Queen’s Park and Scotland.
with one of his grand-nephews in Adelaide, South Australia. At the time, rugby matches between schools were important occasions attracting large crowds and prominently reported in newspapers. There was a no more important match than that between the Academy and Glasgow High School, otherwise known as the School. The Glasgow Evening News described the forthcoming fixture in February 1916 as ‘A Big Event’ which ‘should not only prove a big attraction but yield capital sport... What may be the result tomorrow it is difficult to say but while holding a big opinion of the
School, I am convinced that they will not beat the Academy without making a special effort. The Anniesland boys are sound in every department, and they will be led by one of the ablest and coolest players that has ever worn the Academy colours’. In fact the game ended in a 6-6 draw with The Glasgow Herald reporting that ‘... as usual, Allan played magnificently. His leadership was an inspiration to his men, and it was particularly fitting that he gained their two scores’. In the 1915-1916 season, the Academy’s 1st XV went on to defeat their main rivals including Stewart’s College (57-0),
Malcolm Allan was Captain of the Academy in 1915-1916 and 1916-1917, the only time anyone had been Captain for two years. He was also captain of rugby, captain of cricket and a leading cadet on the OTC. Perhaps not surprisingly he was the first recipient of the Indian Trophy for citizenship, a miniature of which now proudly resides Wearing his referee’s blazer, c. 1935.
1st XV 1914-1915, Glasgow School Champions. Malcolm Allan is seated at the right-hand end of the middle row
The Academy lost this match 0-3. Malcolm Allan is the tallest player standing in the back row.
VI Latin Class 1917. Readers may be able to identify the members of the class who are not named. Back Row: Brown, R.K. Sommerville, T.M. Niven, Zech?, ? Sawers. Melville Cochrane, J.M. Reid, G.A. Paul. Mid Row: W.A. Caldwell, J.L. Gray, ? Davidson, George Donaldson, J.W.C. Milligan, George Snodgrass, J.K. Ormsby, V. Gerstenberg, K. Lumsden, ? Front Standing: E. Gerstenberg, R.I. Jardine, A.R. Forrester, E.B. Mackay, T.C. Donald, ?, Stevens, Dow. Front Sitting: D.S.S. McDowall, M.A. Allan, Ted, L.S. Morrison, Alan Stevenson.
Royal High School (22-3) and Allan Glen’s (32-0). In the previous season, the 1st XV had been Glasgow School Champions. Glasgow Academicals 1st XV, 1926-1927.
The Academy also played army teams such as the 2nd Lothian and Border Horse in 1915, losing 0-3, and the Officers’ School of Instruction in 1916 (The Glasgow Herald’s account of the former game can be read at http://news. google.com/newspapers?nid=GGgVa wPscysC&dat=19150125&printsec=fr ontpage) The game’s result now seems irrelevant when set against how few men in the team photograph opposite would have survived The Great War. Academic work might appear to have played second fiddle to sport, but the importance of Latin is illustrated by the VI form Latin class of 1917 at the top of this page. The class is remarkable for its size and the absence of school uniform while the Rector, Edwin Temple, was captioned simply as ‘Ted’. Perhaps he was holding a copy of the works of Pliny. On leaving school he was a member o of the strong pack which provided the ffoundation for the Academicals’ back pplay, described as ‘brilliant’ by The G Glasgow Herald of the 1920s. Four of tthe backs, WM Simmers, JC Dykes, H W Waddell and JB Nelson all played for SScotland. In the opinion of The Glasgow H Herald, ‘Allan’s lack of pace probably ddeprived him of a cap’, but he played rregularly for Glasgow and was a frequent ttriallist throughout the 1920s. T The success of the 1st XV attracted large ccrowds to Anniesland as can be seen in tthis photograph. A After his playing career he combined iinternational refereeing with membership The popularity of the Academical 1st XV is evident in the number of spectators.
o the Scottish Rugby Union. This of was common practice at the time, w bbut the length of his ‘dual career’ was eexceptional. He became a Glasgow District representative on the SRU D Committee in 1931, refereed his first C iinternational in 1932 and his last in 1948. He gave up refereeing on beginning H a five-year term as chairman of the national selection committee on which n he served as a member from 1931-1939 h aand 1946-1953. His experience of rrefereeing covered every senior level ffrom international, inter-varsity, district aand club. In February 1933 he took ccharge of England versus Ireland at Twickenham being presented, along T with the teams, to the Duke of York. w By contemporary standards, it is B iinteresting to note the unusually casual sscenes (below) after the final whistle.
Waiting to be presented to the Duke of York, Twickenham, 1933.
Malcolm Allan took charge of the M IIreland v Wales match in 1948, with the photograph at the foot of the page capturing one passage of play. Attitudes towards the ‘whistler’ were A cconsiderably more respectful than today. The Times described his refereeing of England v Ireland in February 1936 in E tthe following terms, ‘if there was one m man on the field more than another who w was responsible for the ... match being ssuch a good one it was Mr MA Allan tthe referee’. ‘Mr Allan’s handling of the ggame was an object lesson to all’, was o one report on his refereeing of Oxford v Cambridge in 1934. Nevertheless, his rrefereeing of this match attracted the ssatirical cartoon opposite.
England v Ireland, 1933. Passage of play from Ireland v Wales, 1948.
H He was known as a strict referee ‘so woe bbetide anybody who persistently breaks tthe rules’, with the writer wishfully ccontinuing, ‘I do hope, however, that h he will not find it necessary to whistle ttoo much’. This strictness was applied tto players and spectators alike as in one famous occasion at Netherdale when, aafter ‘taunts’ from the stand, ‘he stopped tthe game, walked over to the offenders aand delivered a few well-chosen words o on the ethics of sportsmanship’. Gala’s o officials were ‘as much perturbed as M Mr Allan. The trouble was caused by a very small handful of people, and it iis understood that the club will shortly cconsider how this menace to the good n name of Netherdale may be eradicated’. D During another border derby he told the kkicker to retake a conversion following bbooing from some spectators, a ruling w which if applied today would result in
One view of the referee. The origin of the cartoon is unknown.
very little of any game being played. Respect for the ‘ref ’ did not preclude criticism and at least one irate spectator felt justified in putting pen to paper. ‘Dear Sir’, began a correspondent to The Glasgow Herald in 1938, ‘I am sure that many of the spectators at the Rugby match between Glasgow High School FPs and Hillhead High School FPs must be very grateful to your special correspondent for his pungent criticism of Mr MA Allan’s harsh and unjust award of a penalty against Barrie... This player was in a very awkward dilemma, as judging by his previous experience of Mr Allan, he could not have put the ball into the very nebulous scrum which
had h d fformed d without ith t bbeing i iinstantly t tl penalised for “feet up”... It seems a pity that good Rugby should suffer from the lack of competent neutral referees... Mr Allan was probably unsighted when he allowed Hillhead’s other try, which was scored after a palpable knock-on, but the fact remains that the winning team only scored three legitimate points...’ Such criticisms go hand in hand with refereeing but they did not seem to damage his reputation. In business, Malcolm Allan was works manager with the India Tyre Company at Inchinnan and Morton Sundour Fabrics in Carlisle while retaining a lifelong love of sport. During the Second World War he joined the Home Guard, in his eyes very accurately portrayed by Dad’s Army, becoming captain of the
Home Guard Cricket XI ‘knocking up 50s for Carlisle in aggressively merry fashion when the bowling was to his taste’. It is rightly the players who remain in the public consciousness, but Malcolm Allan made a significant contribution to Scottish rugby as a referee and President of the SRU. His reputation extended furth of Scotland and he provides a classic example of how the Academy can nurture interests which provide lifelong benefit and fulfilment to individuals and the wider community. Peter Hillis (1971) On this occasion a spectator when sitting behind the King and Queen watching Scotland win the Calcutta Cup at Twickenham in March 1938.
The Big Breakfast! The inaugural ‘GA 100’ Business Breakfast was held at the Blythswood Square hotel, (bright and early!) on Thursday 24 March. It was an excellent networking event with 90 former pupils, parents and friends of the school attending. The bacon rolls went down a treat and Andrew Waddell (1986) of Speirs and Jeffrey gave an entertaining and informative talk on Scottish PLCs. The ‘GA 100’ has two main functions: • To help provide careers support and advice to current pupils and young Academicals • To arrange networking events for former pupils, parents and friends of the school The next ‘GA 100’ event is due to take place in September at New Anniesland. If you would like more information on the GA 100 or to reserve a place at the September event please contact: Mark.Taylor@tga.org.uk
Briefing Miranda Gulland (2002) After four gruelling years spent working for one of the biggest global PR firms in London, I thought it about time to spread my wings and ask for a secondment abroad. Much to everyone’s surprise, this was granted and – before I knew it – I’d moved to the Toronto office. I’ll be the first to admit that prior to this, I hadn’t dipped my toes out of Europe and so the shift to a North American lifestyle came as a complete shock. However different things seemed, The Academy ethos – to make the very best out of any opportunity – pays dividends every single day. Whether it’s the slightly louder, but seemingly
more subtle and impactful, communication skills or the relentless and unashamed sales pitch, I’m picking up a wealth of experience along the way. What’s more – there’s definitely a closer affinity to Scotland in Canada than there is in London and the North American’s love of ‘all-things-Scottish’ means there’s always an invitation to something new and exciting. This month’s adventures span everything from an event featuring the Canadian Prime Minister through to eating Beaver’s Tail and skating on the frozen Rideau canal in Ottawa in minus 20 degrees C. Becoming an expat is a bit like reaching graduation – it’s a turning point where you are rewarded with an open road. The choice is yours: rev up the engine and get going, or, sit back and enjoy the ride.
Andy Murray (2004) Congratulations to Andy who won the Young Innovator Award at the John Logie Baird Awards ceremony held at the Grand Central Hotel on 11 March.
Conrad Kirk Rafique (1983) Returning to work after a 12-month post-cycling-accident lay-off, we established an executive search consultancy in 2010 (www. FSRInternational.com) that specialises in International finance positions. We work with offshore clients in the Channel Isles and Isle of Man as well as in Luxembourg and Switzerland. We moved into brand new offices in Ness, Cheshire and it would be most welcome to hear from FPs who were at the school in the early 80s and share stories of both the past and present.
Tim Weir (1977) is CEO of Wessex Asset Management, a hedge fund management company specialising in natural resources and Asia.
(Left to right) Kevin Harvie, Jane Moncreiff (Chief Operating Officer of Triathlon Scotland), Nick Scott and Stuart Ker plan the Arran Triathlon
Encap Arran Triathlon Nick Scott (2003), Stuart Ker (2003) and Kevin Harvie (2004) have recently set up a company (Encap) assisting businesses in reducing their energy consumption and implementing renewable technology such as solar panels and wind turbines, which is an increasing focus for companies as energy prices rise and economic conditions remain challenging. As an unusual marketing activity, Encap are the exclusive sponsors of the Encap Arran Triathlon, which will take place on 10 September 2011 on the island of Arran. 2000 competitors will tackle a 1500m open water swim in Lamlash Bay, a 23 mile cycle with views of some of Scotland’s most spectacular scenery and a 6-mile run to finish off! Pre-registration for this event, which is by far the largest of its type in Scotland, has now opened and there has been a fantastic response so far. The official launch of this event took place at the Triathlon, Cycling and Running Show in London, and the resultant media coverage – including in the Daily Telegraph – will hopefully ensure that this event will provide great exposure for both Encap and the island of Arran. Competitors are encouraged to fund-raise for our three official charities: The Mark Scott Foundation,Yorkhill Muscle Fund and Juvenile Research Diabetes Fund. Full details are available on www. arran-tri.com
‘African insurer bails out Uganda’ Stewart Kinloch (1978) Chief Underwriter of ATI was tickled by the above headline in the African press which appeared above his photograph. As he comments, talented as Glasgow Academicals no doubt are, few are given credit for saving a whole country!
Events and Reunions Class of 1980 Reunion Despite the weather, which wreaked havoc with the travel plans of many who wanted to attend, a small but very enjoyable gathering of the Class of 1980 took place at The Academy on 3 December. Those whose flights were not cancelled and did make it through the snow – David Ironside, Angus Leigh, Roddy Macpherson, Alen McCulloch and Andrew Morgan – had an excellent lunch and enjoyed tours of the school followed by coffee and a chance for yet more reminiscing in the Rector’s Study. All of those who wished to attend will have another chance to meet up with many more contemporaries when a reunion for all those who left between 1976 and 1980 takes place next year – a date in the spring or summer will be arranged.
our 20, 30 and even 50 years reunions! It was a great day, and our thanks go to the External Relations department who helped make it happen and ensured the day went smoothly. Joanna Cram (2000)
Scott Massey (1989) Ken (Iky) Thomson (1989) and Tim Turner (1988) Although we missed The Academical Dinner on 12 November, Scott Massey, Ken (Iky) Thomson and Tim Turner had a mini-reunion of their own at the Singapore Races on the same evening. Ken and Tim are currently living in Singapore and Scott was visiting on business. Iky won big on a race so the beers are on him for any Academical visiting Singapore!
Class of 2000 Reunion – December 2010 On 17 December 2010 around 40 Former Pupils of the Glasgow Academy returned to school for the Class of 2000 Ten Year Reunion. Frivolities began early in the afternoon with a champagne reception where the excited chatter was so loud and continuous we almost missed the call for the start of our school tour, being led by this year’s prefects (who were excellently-behaved and definitely deserve some extra free-periods for their efforts, wink wink!). Although in many ways so much had changed, it was reassuring to still feel that sense of The Academy spirit that we all cherished in our school days. Later, we went on to The Big Blue on Great Western Road for some food (and perhaps some more beverage too!) and continued until the close of the bar, where it seemed the day and evening had passed all too soon. It was fantastic to see so many familiar faces and catch up on everybody’s news since leaving school, not to mention reminiscing on the mischief we used to get up during our time at The Academy! Everybody agreed they had a wonderful time, and already we started setting dates and planning future meet-ups. With so much to catch up on in just ten years with classmates marrying, setting up home, having children and developing successful careers who knows what is to come when we next meet up for
Neil MacEwen (1984), Steven Garrett (1984), Ainsley Mann (1983) and Andrew Briggs (1983) had themselves their own reunion on the slopes of Africa’s highest mountain in December 2010. Mount Kilimanjaro served as a superb environment to entertain each other with some old stories as their bodies were put to the test in climbing to the summit. There are many routes to the summit but the lads went for the Lemosho route as this allowed a longer period for acclimatisation which reduced the risk of altitude sickness. This route and the slow but steady progress allowed everybody in the group successfully to climb the 5895 metres required – on the same week that Martina Navratilova had to be airlifted off.
Academical Section Accies’ Dinner 2010 The 128th Academical Dinner returned once again to the Cargill Hall and was a great success with over 330 Academicals and friends present. After the drinks reception, the pipe band kicked off proceedings with a spectacular (and loud!) routine on the stage which was followed by a stunning performance of ‘Nessun Dorma’ by S6 pupil Claire Hutchison. The speakers were Academical Club President Lindsay Crawford, Director of External Relations Malcolm McNaught, Scottish Rugby International Legend Gavin Hastings and Rector of the High School Colin Mair. The vote of thanks was given by Vice-President John Taylor. The Academical Club President Lindsay Crawford and his team worked tirelessly to make the night a success and we hope to repeat the success at next year’s dinner on Friday 11 November 2012, with new president John Taylor at the helm. Hope to see you there.
GLASGOW ACADEMICAL CLUB Notice is hereby given to members that the Annual General Meeting of the Club will be held at 6.30 pm on Tuesday 7 June 2011 in the Pavilion, New Anniesland, 21 Helensburgh Drive, Glasgow G13 1RR. The Secretary will make available copies of the Report and Accounts to any member, on request to the above address. Kenneth D Shand Secretary The Glasgow Academical Sports Club Annual General Meeting will be held prior to the above meeting commencing at 6 pm in the Pavilion, New Anniesland.
London Section This is just a brief reminder that the London Section is alive and well and would welcome any Academical moving to the London area. Our flagship event is the Annual Dinner which was held this year on March 11 at The Caledonian Club with Lord Maclennan of Rogart (an Accie) as our main speaker; it was a very successful evening. Following drinks in the ‘Smoking Room’, 90 Academicals and guests sat down to an evening of good food, fine wine and excellent speeches in the Members’ Dining Room. Rector Peter Brodie updated the company on the many successes of school pupils, GAC President Lindsay Crawford (1972) gave his ‘State of the Accies’ address and London Section President, Anthony Frieze (1983), handed over his chains of office to Gordon Low. Lord Maclennan of Rogart (1955) spoke on how (and how not!) his time at The Academy had helped prepare him for his role in supporting the ruling coalition – as a Liberal Democrat peer. A very witty vote of thanks from James Dinsmore (1983), in which special thanks were made to London Section Secretary David Hall (1961) and his PA Emma Jones, concluded the evening’s formalities. Most of the group then returned to the bar to spend more time reminiscing with old friends while remaining hopeful that Scotland might – just might – achieve an unexpected victory at Twickenham two days later...alas it was not to be! If any Academical is interested in our London Section activities, please contact David W Hall on 020 7235 9012 or at email@example.com
Accies’ Junior Cricket Section Report Overview Unfortunately season 2010 will not be remembered for outstanding success on the field of play. Having said that, numbers in the Junior Section continue to be in very good health and post-season comments from parents have shown their own appreciation of the Section’s efforts and their kids’ enjoyment in taking part in the various activities offered. Whilst this is heart-warming, it is apparent that efforts must continue to encourage better technique in both batting and bowling. This will be addressed when the winter sessions start again in the Sports Hall next January.
Under 18s League – P 10, W 4, L 6 [8 points]; Position 5th of 8 (Winners – Poloc)
Under 15s League – P 9, W 1, L 8 [2 points]; Position 11th of 12 (Winners – Clydesdale)
Under 13s League – P 7, W 0, L 7 [0 points]; Position 10th of 10 (Winners – Ayr)
Under 11s League – P 13, W 2, T 1, L 10 [5 points]; Position 12th of 16 (Winners – Greenock)
Representative Honours Dhruv Satpute was selected for both the Western Cricket Academy Senior and Junior teams (captaining the latter) whilst Clemmie Mitchell also played for the WCA Junior team. She also turned out for the Western Women’s team but more importantly played two matches for the full Scotland U17 Women’s team taking 4 for 9 against Durham Women U17. Dhruv Satpute and Ewan Stewart were invited to a WCA 2-day summer camp at the end of July. Cameron Russell, Mark Forbes, Ruairidh Russell and Euan Ramsay all had matches for the Glasgow North U13 team with Cameron topping the batting averages for the season. Colin AC Dawson (1967)
News for the Glasgow Accies Ladies Hockey Club Douglas Lockhart (1993) Douglas was first capped for Scotland at cricket at the age of 19 in 1995. After 16 years and 178 caps Douglas has decided to retire from international cricket. He is the fourth-most-capped Scottish player. As a batsman he scored more than 3,500 runs for his country, including two centuries and 14 half centuries, his highest score being 151 against Canada in the Inter-Continental Cup in 2008. As a wicket keeper at international level he had 115 catches and 11 stumpings. Douglas was Captain of Cricket at Glasgow Academy in 1993 and has played for Glasgow Academicals, Oxford University, Durham University and West of Scotland. During his International career he captained the Scottish side on seven occasions. We congratulate him on his successful international career and hope that it might not be too long before he resumes his career with Glasgow Academicals.
Ladies’ Cricket Section Glasgow Accies Cricket Club is proud to announce the formation of a new Ladies Squad for the 2011 season. The Ladies are looking for new members of any age or ability. Training is on-going throughout the winter on Wednesdays, and summer training will begin at the end of April on Thursday nights. The new Squad will play a mixture of friendlies, league games and tournaments during the summer, as well as organising a number of social events together with the men’s section. For more information, please contact: firstname.lastname@example.org
1st XI: After finishing third in National League 3 and narrowly missing a play off for promotion to the division above last year, Glasgow Accies Ladies 1st XI have high hopes for a even more successful season this year. The team are, to date, unbeaten in the league with 2 matches remaining and have the top spot clearly in sight. Another huge achievement, considering that it is only the second year they have competed at National League level, is reaching the quarter finals of the Arthur McKay Scottish National Cup, beating a team from National League 1 and another from National League 2 in the process.You will be able to monitor the team’s remaining progression in the league competition by viewing the Club’s website www.glasgow-hockey. com The 2nd XI have also had a great season, beating old rivals East Kilbride and scoring over 30 goals to date. They are to be commended in their efforts for getting through to the next round of the Scottish District Plate where they played Aberdeen University Away on the 20th of March. Unfortunately after a very tight match and 2 players injured, Accies lost 4-3 in the final minutes. The biggest fundraiser of the year – The Glasgow Accies Ball was held on the 26th of March at the Grosvenor Hilton. On behalf of the whole club I’d like to say a huge thank you to Celia Hill our Fundraising Officer and the Ball Committee for all their efforts in organising and making this event a fantastic night for all.
Indoor Hockey We have come to the end of our indoor hockey season. Both teams have done exceptionally well. Accies Blues won The West District Indoor
League narrowly beating Hillhead in goal difference. Accies Whites where placed 4th in the League but are to be commended for beating Hillhead in their last match which resulted in the Whites League win!
Summer Hockey 2011 The Summer hockey season will be upon us soon. Glasgow Accies Summer hockey team is a combination of guys and girls Glasgow Accies Hockey players. The summer league runs from June to August, mainly in and around Anniesland, West End. We already have approximately 30 members signed up to play from both ladies and men’s sections. New Tops have been ordered and we are all very excited. Anyone wishing to play some fun, sociable hockey this summer please email: stephaniebarnet@hotmail. com for more information.
Join our Club As always we welcome any former pupils, or friends of The Glasgow Academy to join our Hockey Club. Training is every Tuesday night, 6.308.30pm, visit our website for more details – www.glasgow-hockey.com. Home game supporters are most welcome! 2010/11 Season finishes April 2011, 2011/12 Season will commence, August 2011. Become a fan of the Glasgow Accies Social Page – www.facebook.com/ glasgowacciesclans and keep up to date with our social calendar. Stephanie Barnet (email@example.com) Club Captain
On the same week that The Academy’s Sevens rugby team won the Hutchesons’ Sevens Competition, Lindsay Crawford, President of Glasgow Academical Club, and former president Hugh Barrow were the school’s guests at Senior assembly. After presenting the Sevens team with their medals, they talked to the Senior School about the Scotland cap won by Academical JW Arthur in the first ever rugby international – between Scotland and England – in 1871. In that match, a second Academical, William Cross, scored the first ever conversion in international rugby. The following week the cap was presented to the RFU at Twickenham before the Calcutta Cup match to be displayed for a year alongside its English counterpart as the joint-oldest pieces of international rugby memorabilia in the world. The English cap is insured for £40,000.
Together again after 140 years... International rugby was born 140 years ago on a bright, sunny day in Edinburgh. Now, for the first time since 1871, two of the caps presented to players in this game have been reunited at the World Rugby Museum in Twickenham. The Calcutta Cup match has long been considered one of the greatest fixtures in rugby union, but the history of this game goes back further than most realise. The current competition, named after the trophy that accompanies it, has its roots in India. When the Calcutta Football Club disbanded in the late 1870s with approximately £60 of club funds remaining, the money was withdrawn from their bank in silver rupees, melted down, and sculpted into the trophy still played for today. But the inaugurating game in 1879 was not the first time England and Scotland had met on the pitch. Eight years before, these two teams had made history by participating in the first-ever international rugby match – a fixture that was continued annually even before the introduction of the trophy years later. The World Rugby Museum’s collection, which already contained Arthur Guillemard’s England cap from 1871, has been complemented by the arrival of J W Arthur’s Scotland cap. The cap has been loaned to the museum by Glasgow Academicals, the club that Glasgow-born Arthur played with for seven seasons. Arthur was one of a small group of Scottish club players who instigated the match, writing to the Secretary of Blackheath: ‘…we, representing the whole footballing interest of Scotland, hereby challenge any team selected from the whole of England, to play us a match, twenty a side Rugby rules’. Founded in 1866, Glasgow Accies have an impressive club history. One of the oldest clubs in Scotland, they
London. The club can also boast success in the association game, with Queen’s Park asking them to provide players for the first official association football international against England in 1872. Away from the touring scene, Accies hosted the meeting that led to the formation of the Scottish Rugby Union in 1873 and provided one of the delegates to the founding meeting of the IRB. Today they continue to provide players for the Scotland team, the most recent being Johnnie Beattie. The museum would like to thank Glasgow Academicals and Simon Inglis of Played in Britain for all their efforts in bringing this display about.
provided several players for the team that defeated England in the first ever rugby international, and were the first Scottish club to play in Ireland and
Our photograph shows the 1st XV rugby team with Lindsay Crawford (1972) – holding the cap – and Hugh Barrow (1962) immediately to his right. The Rector, Peter Brodie, is in the back row while 1st XV captain, Cameron McCall, proudly holds the Hutchesons’ Sevens trophy.
The Academical Club invited the recent S6 leavers to New Anniesland for an informal reunion on 26 December 2010. They were treated to a (non-turkey!) lunch. A great day of catching up was had by all.
Glasgow Academy IVth Form 1966-67 Class Reunion Dinner The above event was held at the Clubhouse at New Anniesland on Friday 25 February 2011. We were delighted to have the Deputy Rector of The Glasgow Academy, Mr Gavin Horgan, as our Guest Speaker. Kenneth Russell was Chairman. Many thanks to all who came along and especially those who were there for the first time. There were several who travelled a long way, from Edinburgh, Aberdeen, the Borders, Dumfries, Newcastle, Derby, and even Cyprus! We have had many e-mails since then saying how much they enjoyed the evening. It is worth noting that we had over 20 apologies from those who were unable to attend and expressed a wish to be at the next Dinner. I think the event is in good heart and no doubt another one will be planned in about 2-3 years’ time. If you were in the above year at The Glasgow Academy and perhaps have moved house or simply have lost touch, please inform us of your new postal and/or e-mail address by contacting one of the following: firstname.lastname@example.org; email@example.com or firstname.lastname@example.org George McLaren (1970)
Football of the other kind...
The footballers of The Glasgow Academy would like to thank Martin Bain (1987) for his continued support of the sport in the school. Thanks to Mr Bain’s generosity, the Senior Football Team were recently able to have a guided tour of Rangers FC training facilities, attend a lecture on Sports Science and enjoy a coaching session given by the Rangers’ coaching staff. Mr Bain has also donated two football shirts from each of the ‘Old Firm’ that have been framed and signed by the professional players of both clubs. These shirts will be raffled later in the year to help raise money for football in the school and for the PTA.
Daniel Ford (Academy staff)
Obituaries John WH Abram (1945) 25 March 1928 – 30 July 2010
John William Hannay Abram died peacefully in hospital with his family beside him. Beloved father to Mike, Melanie, Mandy and Denise, adored Gramps to Jennifer, Debbie, Caroline, Vicki, Gillian, Peter, Mark, Max and Gus and proud great-grandfather to Cameron. A true gentleman.
Thomas B Buyers OBE (1944) 21 March 1926 – 20 December 2010
Born in Chelmsford to Scottish parents, Tom became a pupil at Glasgow Academy when his family moved to the city from Edinburgh in 1933. He enjoyed rugby, fully participated in School OTC and in his final year he won the ‘Dux of the Modern Side’ prize. He went on to Glasgow University to study a shortened wartime course in Applied Chemistry and graduated in September 1946 with a 1st Class Hons BSc. In the course of his career, initially as a Chemical Engineer and then as a senior manager with both Shell and BP, Tom worked at various sites around the UK – including Thornton (Chester), Grangemouth and Baglan Bay (South Wales) – between 1946 and 1973. He was then seconded from BP to serve as Director of the Scottish Petroleum Office at the Offshore Supplies Office in the DTI, where he was responsible for encouraging the participation of British industry in the rapidly developing off-shore oil and gas industry. On completion of this secondment two years later, Tom was awarded the OBE. On returning to BP in 1975, he became the company representative in Shetland, and later became Commissioning Manager there, as the Sullom Voe Oil Terminal approached completion. In 1980 he re-joined the Chemicals wing of BP and was appointed Special Projects Manager, based in London. On his early retirement in 1985, Tom was appointed Chief Inspector of Prisons for Scotland. After completing his four-year term in this demanding post, he remained active as a director of a number of charitable organisations including the Scottish Forum for Prisoners and Families (later ‘Families
Outside’). Having moved to Aboyne he was also active in Rotary, Probus and as an Elder of the Parish Church there. Tom also studied part-time, gaining a BA Hons with the Open University in 1998. When he moved to Crieff in 2001, to be nearer his family, he gradually stepped down from voluntary activities. Tom is survived by his wife Agnes – whom he married in 1951 at Greenbank Parish Church, Clarkston – and three daughters, Alice, Christine and Margaret.
Neil C Carmichael (1949)
9 December 1930 – 4 January 2011 Neil died peacefully at home in January aged 80 years. He was a pupil at Glasgow Academy from 1942-1949. Dearly loved husband of Jane, father of Dan (1985) and Donald (1987), father-in-law of Joanne and Fiona and grandpa of Matthew, Anna and Cameron.
Jacques B Elder (1936)
14 March 1917 – 30 December 2010 Jacques Bryce Elder was born in Bastia. He spent the first two years of his life in Corsica before returning with his parents to Scotland. He was schooled at Giffnock and Dollar before going to Glasgow Academy in 1931. In his last year at the school he played wing forward for the unbeaten 1st XV of 1935/36 and was senior CSM in the CCF. While at school, he joined the Territorial Army and, on leaving, was commissioned as a 2nd Lieutenant in the Argyll and Sutherland Highlanders in 1937. At the outbreak of war he was seconded from the Argylls to the Royal Artillery and was sent to France in April 1940 as a Captain, aged just 22. He was one of the youngest in the Army. His main task there was to use his 1st World War vintage anti-aircraft battery to best effect, covering the retreat of the British Expeditionary Force. His battery was eventually overrun and he and his men were captured on a beach near Calais on 26 May 1940. Over the next five years he was moved continuously through Germany and Eastern Europe, from one PoW camp to another – an unpleasant experience, to put it mildly. He was eventually freed in 1945 and returned to UK sitting in the bomb bay of a Stirling bomber! He was ‘Mentioned in Despatches’ at the end of the war and returned with many memories, few of which he shared with his family until
reaching the end of his life. One of his few humorous anecdotes of the war was that he thought he was one of the few people to have been shot at not only by the enemy but also by most of the Allies, including the Royal Navy, the French Army and the US Air Force! After the war he married Pat, returned to work in Glasgow and was an active member of The Academy Angling Club and the Milngavie Angling Club. In 1983 he was immensely proud to be chosen to represent Scotland in the home internationals. He retired in 1986 and later moved, with Pat, to Ilkley. Pat died in 2000 and Jacques went into a care home in 2010 where he passed away in December 2010 at the age of 93. He is survived by his son John (1966), and daughter Christine (Westbourne 1969).
Jonathan Markson (1973) 21 April 1955 – 15 January 2011
Jonathan attended Glasgow Academy between 1960 and 1973 before going on to read law at Christ Church, Oxford. He was a captain and coach of the Oxford University ‘Blues’ tennis team and an international player for Scotland. In the 12 years of his involvement as coach, the Oxford Blues underwent a transformation winning 10 victories over Cambridge after 14 years of consecutive defeats. Inspired by working in the United States with the late Frank Brennan, who coached Billie-Jean King to several Wimbledon titles, Jonathan founded the Jonathan Markson Oxford Tennis Camp in 1981. Its international success paved the way for the launching of new centres and programmes in the Algarve, Mallorca, Venice, Cyprus, South of France, Prague, Budapest, Cape Town, Florida, Tunisia, Mauritius,Yorkshire and London. He was diagnosed with leukaemia last year. Son of Mrs Irene Markson and the late Dr JL Markson, brother of Richard (1966), Jonathan died in London in January. He is survived by his partner, Andrea, and four children: Jack, Susie, Jessica and Daniella.
J Granville W Ramage CMG (1938) 19 November 1919 – 4 March 2011
James Granville William Ramage died peacefully aged 91 years. A much-loved husband, father and grandfather, he was born in Dumfriesshire and attended Glasgow Academy between 1930 and 1938 before going on to study Classics, French and Economics at Glasgow
University. His service in WWII, for which he was mentioned in Dispatches, included time in India, Assam and Burma. He entered HM Foreign Service in 1947 and had a very distinguished career serving the FCO in London, Bombay, Manila, Atlanta, Tangier, Yemen and Boston. In June 1975 he was appointed a Companion of the Most Distinguished Order of St Michael and St George. Granville was also a loyal member of the London Section.
Geoff Payman In our last edition, Donald Buchanan – one of Geoff Payman’s former colleagues – contributed an affectionate tribute to him. Here David Gray, who for many years taught in the same department, remembers another aspect of this gifted English teacher. Perhaps a less recognised aspect of Geoff Payman’s teaching career at Glasgow Academy was his production of the Junior Plays.
Dr Allan A Sinclair (1982)
1 September 1965 – 22 February 2011 Allan was brought up in Uddingston and attended Glasgow Academy from 1972 to 1982. His brothers John (1979) and Martin (1986) were also pupils at The Academy. Allan went on to study at St Andrews and then completed his medical training at the Manchester Medical School where he graduated in 1988. He chose to specialise in general practice and worked in the south of England before becoming a GP and practice partner at Darwen Health Centre (Lancashire) in 1997 where he was to become greatly respected by colleagues and patients alike. In 2004 Allan emigrated with his family to New Zealand. As well as establishing himself very successfully in medical practice, he played an active role in a Salvation Army programme, which helped people leaving prison to reintegrate back into the community. Allan died tragically as a result of the earthquake in Christchurch in February where he was working at a clinic on the fourth floor of the devastated CTV building. He is survived by his wife Frances and two sons, Alistair and Harry.
Geoff realised that, whereas commercial plays have to cut costs with small casts, school plays must maximise opportunity and bring in parental hordes to provide audience encouragement. So he wrote his own plays. In the Greek tradition, choruses of Snowmen, Aliens and Bees filled the stage and Geoff did not always complain if his gently ironic and witty lines were not always perfectly delivered. Thus the course of the school year did not allow, with its Christmas Pantomime, Senior Play and Junior Play, many pupils to escape exposure to an audience and find, to their surprise, that they enjoyed the experience – as did the many staff and behind scenes production teams who helped in these large-scale productions. In the days before speaking was formally examined, Geoff set many Academicals on the path to ease at interview at least, and articulate verbal exposition at best, so that inhibition often created by the old Scots adage ‘Better remain silent and be thought a fool than open your mouth and remove all doubt’ never troubled Academicals. DA Gray (former staff)
Robert McKendrick (1952) sent us this photograph. Robert - aged 15 and in Vth Form - is in the centre of the third row. But who are his classmates?
Harry Benzie (1955) I left The Glasgow Academy in 1947 when I was 9-years-old. I am still a good friend of Alasdair Brown (1955). I retired from Xerox Corporation in 1991 and live in Auburn, California although I enjoy coming back to Glasgow.
Tim Haggis (1969) I am retiring this summer after 17 years as school chaplain of Trent College. It’s a job I have loved, but I’m quite clear
that the time has come for a bit of new energy and inspiration!
Donald MacLean (1944) Thanks all those who have emailed email@example.com asking for more of his monthly ‘biog-blogs’ – he says that he hopes to continue occasional postings to Twitter but, in his middle-eighties now, he considers that the 17 chapters of www.the-life-of.me complete his reminiscing.
Chris Cole (1995) In December 2009, my wife and I opened our ski chalet business in the French Alps and we are now approaching the end of our second winter season. It is hard work but the challenge of building our own business in such beautiful surroundings is very rewarding! We are looking forward to the summer season when visitors enjoy walking, mountain biking, road cycling and the many other outdoor activities on our doorstep. For full details, please visit our website, www.chalet-la-giettaz.com
Terry Syme (2006) Having undergone 30 weeks of Initial Officer Training at the prestigious military college RAF Cranwell in Lincolnshire, I have graduated as a Flying Officer in the Royal Air Force. After a short holding stage at the Universities of Glasgow and Strathclyde Air Squadron, I commence Phase 2 Elementary Flying Training at RAF Church Fenton, North Yorkshire. On completion of Phase 2 training, I will be informed whether I will be flying Fast Jet, Rotary or Multi-Engine aircraft.
Births Ben Aviss (1997) Ben became a father to twins, Imogen and Zane, on 27 December 2010.
Alastair Brown (1992) On Hogmanay 2010 Alastair and Laura Brown welcomed their first child, Murray David Scott Brown, into the world.
Murray David Scott Brown
Gordon and Judith (Harris) Ross (both 1996) Maggie Patricia Ross was born on 18 August 2010. We are delighted to be parents.
Marriages Christian Bruce (1990) Christian married Catriona McCracken on Friday 15 October 2010 at Balbirnie House Hotel, Markinch, Fife. It was a splendid day with many former Academy and Westbourne pupils present.
Jennifer Cargey (1997) and Euan Stubbs (1996) Terry Syme
Engagements Andrew PS Brown (1999) I got engaged to Nicola Light (an Edinburgh Accie!) on Valentine’s Day 2011 in Dunkeld.
Louise Duncan (2006) To Mark Brennan in November 2010. They plan to marry on 22 July of this year in St Andrews. Louise has completed joint Honours in History and Geography at Edinburgh University and has applied for PGDE to teach History.
Jennifer and Euan got married on 4 September, 2010 in St Andrews.
Amy Comins (1998) On 26 February 2011, I married Martin James Loebell at Brantwood House, Coniston, Cumbria. I was given away by my dad, David Comins (retired rector). Martin is a police sergeant with Cumbria Police and we live together in Cumbria. Among my guests were my two closest friends from The Academy, Kirsten Mariott (nee Howie) and Rhona Murphy (nee Murray). Although it was February, we had glorious winter sunshine on the day.
Maggie Patricia Ross
Andrew Hosie (1996) On 7 August 2010 in Toronto, Andrew Eric Ross Hosie, elder son of Fiona Hosie, Ayr, to Laura May Richardson, younger daughter of Archie and Shirley Richardson, Lindsay, Ontario.
Gordon Hutton (2001) Gordon tied the knot with Laura Donaghey at Alloway Parish Church, Ayrshire, on Saturday 25 September 2010 in front of their family and friends. The reception was then held at Brig O’Doon House Hotel where the guests enjoyed a fantastic day – including perfect weather. Countless former pupils were in attendance, including best man Colin Hutton (2002) and usher Chris Miller (2001). The happy couple spent their honeymoon in Egypt.
Back Row Left to Right: Ewan Rankin, Chloe (Bruce) Rankin (1984), Hamish Rankin (TGA S4), Iain Bruce (1950 and Governor), Catriona (McCracken) Bruce, Christian Bruce (1990), Alison (Kennedy) Bruce (1961 and Governor), Alex Rankin (S1 TGA), Rowan (Bruce) McCall-Smith (1987), Roderick McCall-Smith. Front Row Left to Right: Struan McCall-Smith and Drew McCall-Smith. Another key Academical on the day (not pictured) was father of the bride David McCracken (1964)
Euan and Jennifer
Martin and Amy on the jetty at Brantwood House on Coniston Water.
Gordon and Laura
Academicals Abroad Philip Tam (1990) Hello! I am Dr Philip Tam (GA 1980-1990), living and working in Sydney, Australia from 1999. If there is interest, it might be nice for any Academicals living, working or staying in or around Sydney to form a social group or network: to share a barbecue, have a beer or reminisce about Scotland. Records indicate that there might be about
Richard Inglis (1999) 40 Academicals currently in Australia. Biblical floods, cyclones and killer sharks aside, Australia is one of the best places in the world to live, work and raise a family, with a fine climate, excellent and varied food, and a high standard of living. Anyone interested in getting together in Sydney can email me on firstname.lastname@example.org
My wife, daughter and I relocated to Singapore in September 2010. I am now working for an M&A advisory firm called Pickering Pacific and Katy is working for GIC. I would be pleased to hear from any other Academicals that are also based in the region or are passing through â€“ ringlis@ pickeringpacific.com
Memories of Wartime Westbourne During the war, the girls of Westbourne were evacuated to Symington House near Biggar. The Hon Dame Mary Corsar was, for a time, a girl at the school. Although she has lost touch with her contemporaries, it may be that her letter sparks off a memory or two in a former classmate.
I was surprised and touched to receive a copy of Etcetera and thank you for it. Although, of course, I know none of the people mentioned, it made interesting reading. My time at Westbourne was short â€“ only from 1941 to 43 and for most of that time I was a day girl. The reason for my being sent to Westbourne Gardens was that two of my brothers were at the Edinburgh Academy which was evacuated to Hartree House near Biggar. My Mother rented a house in the town and I made the daily journey by bicycle. I still remember all too vividly struggling against the wind on cold, snowy mornings! Sadly I have lost touch with all of my contemporaries. The only time I was ever at the school in Glasgow was the occasion during the 1960s when my Father, Alick Buchanan-Smith (Lord Balerno), was presenting the prizes. He had attended the school as a small boy when, if I remember correctly, it was run by the Misses Levack. With every good wish, Yours sincerely Mary Corsar
On 1 March 2011 to Ruairidh and Tanya (nee Fraser) twin daughters, Daisy and Poppy, sisters to Willow.
Dear Mr McNaught
Symington House near Biggar
Tanya (Fraser) Dunford (1994)
Maureen V Attrill (1968) Maureen attended Westbourne from 1955 to 1968. In 1967-68 she was Deputy Head Girl. For over 30 years she worked at Plymouth City Museum and Art Gallery as Keeper of Art. Maureen died suddenly at Derriford hospital, Plymouth on 16 February 2011. A much loved daughter of Ethel and twin sister to Douglas.
Patricia Purdie (1973) Suddenly, at home, on Thursday, 3 December 2010, Patricia (Tricia), much loved partner of Roger and sister of Howard and Laura, beloved aunt of Heather, Haley, William, Emma and Molly.
Reunions Calling all girls from the Class of ‘72 We are planning to hold a class reunion next year 2012 – probably in the late summer/early September time and would love to contact anyone who has not yet heard about it. We already have at least 20 definitely interested and another 20 who we hope we will be able to trace. We have identified 80 girls who were in our year group at some stage throughout senior school so there are lots of you out there still who we don’t have details for. So far almost everyone we have spoken to is really keen to come – it will be amazing to all get together again after so long. We are including anyone who was in our year group at any stage throughout the school so everyone’s welcome, even if you didn’t stay on until 6th year (1972). If you are interested please contact me email@example.com or contact Joanna Lennox at The Glasgow Academy. I’ve attached an old photo, courtesy of Rosie Fraser, Fiona McKillop and Jose Cameron, to remind you what some of us looked like in those days! Lesley (Watson) Brewin (1972)
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Melissa (Gilchrist) Higgins (1993)
We featured Melissa in Etcetera (No 11) and her courageous stand to help the people of Haiti after the earthquakes just over a year ago. She continues to help and has launched a style and philanthropy on-line magazine, Frontline Fashion – www. frontlinef.com – as well as Frontline Fashion’s range of stylish clothes known as ‘Zamni’.
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Class of 1986 Westbourne reunion Incredibly it is 25 years since we left Westbourne and a large-ish group of us are meeting on Friday 10 June to catch up and toast life at 1,3,5 Winton Drive. We will be at Oran Mor on Great Western Road from 6.30pm onwards. Please come along and spread the word to anyone you are in touch with. More details are also available on Etcetera’s competitor website Facebook, on Friends Reunited or from Melanie McLean, who can be contacted via firstname.lastname@example.org. Melanie McLean (1986)
‘ ‘[Rosemary] Wallace, tthe wife of the former ddeputy First Minister and SScottish Lib Dem leader JJim (now Lord) Wallace, ffound herself living in Kirkwall following her husband’s election elect to Westminster in 1983 for the seat of Orkney and Shetland. The young Mrs Wallace, a speech and language therapist from Milngavie, had to adjust to living in the Northern Isles while her husband spent half the week 700 miles away. A Small Town Affair is not autobiography; it’s fiction, and parody at that, but the outbursts about childcare and sharp pen pictures of curtain-twitching busybodies, written with acerbic wit, have the ring of truth.’ The Herald
Photo: Colin Gray
The Academy’s Legacy The Glasgow Academy has left a legacy of excellent all-round education to its pupils. You can help by leaving The Academy a gift in your will. More and more members of our community are choosing to support the school in this way. All former pupils and parents who let us know they intend to leave the school a legacy gift become members of the Kelvin Foundation, which meets at the school for lunch with the Rector each Autumn. There are many tax advantages of leaving a gift to a charity in your will. If, once liabilities have been settled, you leave money and possessions worth more than the inheritance tax nil rate band (currently £325,000), inheritance tax at 40% will be due on the balance. However, a gift in your will to The Glasgow Academy avoids paying this 40% tax – so, for example, a gift of £1,000 would cost your estate just £600. In addition, there is no capital gains tax payable on legacy gifts, so if you choose to leave a portfolio of shares to the school, no capital gains tax would be payable. If you would like to know more about Kelvin Foundation membership, please contact Mark Taylor on: Mark.Taylor@tga.org.uk or 0141 342 5494.
Acknowledgement Etcetera would like to acknowledge the generous help of Colin Gray who took many of the photographs. See more of his work at www.attraction-photography.com and www.colingray.net or call him on 07901 826 254.
What’s in a name? When Captain (N) Henryk Kozlowski was demobilised from the Polish Resettlement Corps five years after the end of the Second World War, he already knew that he could not take his wife, Nan, and son, Antony, back to Poland. The communist-controlled government and his work in the intelligence field made that a deadly option. He also faced difficulties in choosing to stay in Nan’s native Scotland. The country was still gripped by the Trade Union Congress’s ‘Poles Go Home’ campaign and, to make matters worse, the religious sectarianism of the day made Poles a target for certain elements of society. Faced with an emotional and practical dilemma, Henryk courageously chose to take his wife’s name, Cunningham, for himself and his son and settled down to learning English and making a new home in Glasgow. Nan returned to teaching and she and Henryk sent Antony to the Academy but, although he lived on into the eighties as a respected and well-liked member of the Hyndland community, Henryk never forgot that he had lost both his country and his family name and it filled him with regret. Just before Henryk died, Antony promised him that he would take back that family name but, out of respect for Nan, that he would wait until she, too, had passed on. Well; easier said than done! Nan lived until she was a hundred and one and so it is only now that Tony Cunningham has been able to fulfil his father’s hopes and take back his family name of Kozlowski. Tony says that his old friends can still call him Cunningham if they can’t pronounce Kozlowski (koz-wov-ski) but, if you see the name Antony Kozlowski in Etcetera in the future, at least you’ll know the story of respect and heritage. That’s what’s in the name. Antony Kozlowski (1962)
Pam with some of her customers
Home and abroad Since moving on from Glasgow Academy I’ve lived and worked all over the place eg. Algeria, Oman, Kuwait, Kazakhstan and for many years in the UK working as a Tourist Guide and EFL examiner. Having trained as a Scottish ‘Blue Badge’ Tourist Guide at the University of Aberdeen, my remit is the whole of Scotland showcasing visitors of all ages & stages around the country. By being based in Aberdeen I tend to concentrate on the north east and highland areas and absolutely love introducing UK and international visitors to this amazing part of the world with
its castles, distilleries, gardens, Loch Ness and all-time favourite but elusive ‘Nessie’ and not least, the superb scenery. With my EFL hat on I also teach in the oil / gas department at Robert Gordon University and in local offshore related companies. This means that, alongside my classes, much of the time I specialise in oil-related tours, taking in Aberdeen Harbour / Maritime Museum / Oil Chapel and other linked topics for groups with this as a particular interest. One of the very first-ever extended tours I did was with a group led by Doris Johnson, now Vaughan – also a former teacher in the Prep School – and
her husband who brought a group over from Virginia USA. We covered all of Scotland from north to south, east to west in two weeks and had a ball with many firm friendships being made during the time together. I’m delighted to say this tour spawned a number of future visits to Virginia for me and my family and to this day this state remains my favourite. This is a job I really love doing and nothing gives me greater pleasure during the year than showing off the impressive and fascinating Scottish countryside wherever I’m asked to go. Pam Wells (Former staff)
Special update… It is really only now when I have been persuaded to semi-retire from what many people have assured me has been an illustrious career that I have the time to update you all on just how successful I am. Modesty forbids me from itemising here all my achievements and awards since leaving the Academy, but a full listing is available to any of you who are interested (and who wouldn’t be?) on my website www.howgreatiam.com On the personal front, I am happy to report that my lineage will continue through my sons, who, dare I say it, take after their father in being both gifted and handsome. Photographs of each of them, along with some video clips of my stunningly beautiful current wife (and former ‘Miss Westbourne’) are also accessible on the web.
Surprisingly, the ‘oiks’, as I affectionately like to call them, who were fortunate enough to have known me at the Academy, seem to have failed to keep in touch. If they want to know more of how well I’ve done, I am prepared to offer them a modest discount off my latest best-selling book ‘You Too Can Be Almost As Successful As I Am’. Well, that’s (almost) enough about me. Why don’t some of you now write in and let us all read your recollections of my notable academic and sporting achievements at the Academy? Sadly, I must bring this ‘Update’ to a close, as I am on the verge of a breakthrough in finding a cure for the common cold and eradicating world poverty. I will of course keep you posted. Sir VA Fidem [As dictated to Jim Shearer (1964)]
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Published on Apr 25, 2011