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Springhead School For Boys
A Memory of Northfleet.
I went to Springhead school in the 70's and have wonderful memories of my time there but can seen to find almost no mention of it's existence at all. John Field was the headmaster in my time but was later succeeded by George Dockerell. We had a very strong sailing club within the school and had strong ties with Medway Cruising Club.
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Some may remember the "Alan Wyatt fanclub" that someone started after I won a national crossword competition and got selected for the Kent Hockey squad. Posters were put up round the school.and I was getting asked for autographs. It was initially fun, but soon got tiresome and Mrs Stiddard put a stop to it after about a week.
Sadly, Mr Thomas committed suicide a year or two after I left. He was a lovely guy, but looked like an old fashioned pilot with his moustache which meant the kids often took the Mickey out of him. He couldn't deal with that and struggled to maintain control. I felt so sorry for him.
I seem to recall Mr Bumpus left the school in disgrace.
I remember Mr Garner as well. He was a good cricketer if I recall, but was quite a fearsome character and you certainly didn't want to get on the wrong side of him! I believe he also arranged a visit from Brian Luckhurst ( I think) , the Kent & England cricketer one year.
The French teacher before Mrs Stiddard (his name escapes me) got me into French football as he used it as a way to try and spark the boys interest. In those days we didn't have the Internet and it was a case of scrabbling around to find a newspaper or soccer magazine that carried overseas soccer results every week! I was given AS Nancy to follow and I still look for their results to this day ( they are now in the 3rd tier of French football, but in those days, they were a top team and their main player was Michelle Platinum).
Another memory was the school open evening one year. I grew up a Gravesend & Northfleet supporter ( now Ebbsfleet United) and went to games whenever I could. G & N had an FA Cup replay against Wimbledon that night and I had the radio on in my desk as often as I could to keep up with the match - which ultimately went to extra time and Fleet lost it thanks to a dubious refereeing decision very late on!
I also did a French exchange one year. Always felt sorry for the French kids though as Gravesend had its own dialect and the French kids probably struggled to understand it - & equally struggled to make themselves understood anywhere else afterwards as well!! My exchange lad, Christian, was totally disinterested in anything we did during his time in England and was hard work - even when we had some snow during his time here! When I went to France, I tried hard to engage with the family who equally tried hard to make me comfortable. They lived on a farm, however, and when I got there I saw rabbit hutches and naively thought how cute. You can imagine my horror when one day I found they had killed one to make rabbit stew. We were out on a trip that day so thought I might be saved from eating it, but they actually had it the next day and not wanting to appear rude, I felt obliged to eat at least some of it, but it was hard going. 😔
Anyhow better stop there as rambled on for far too long!
I went there 1969 to 1976 or so....my classmates were, Chris Hunt, Robert Biddlecombe, Mark, Neil, Suzanne, Bernard Manktelow (he loved running), John Lunn was head boy, Ian Thorne (I'm not sure who, but one of the guys passed away while we are in the 5th or 6th form and he used to be very good in chemistry. Teachers were Dent(physics), Dockerel (maths), Grant (arts), Dibbles & Oliver(chemistry), Godwin (music)...he was bloody disciplinarian but he ended inviting some of the lads around his lovely English cottage...Steve Long or Longton was one of the guys and yours truly, Fild (Gracie...headmaster), Bumpus (French), a right Hitler for German....short in stature but bloody good at teaching (just forget the name right now!!!!), Tyrrel(metalwork).....Iwas also the only Indian in the school....if you remember!!!!
Mr Bumpus used to be a very outgoing and positive sort of guy.....what on earth could have have happenned for him to leave in disgrace!
I do indeed remember you. As to what happened to Jim Bumpus I could'nt begin guess. Must say I did'nt get on with him too well, always found him to be a bit of a strange fellow. Got on a lot better with Roger Griswood who was the German teacher. I remember a bunch of us went on a European holiday with him, Charlie Pond and his wife, and Brian Godwin. There was John Deakin, Colin Plumb, Glyn Johnson, Paul Bolton and yours truly.