Whitebridge Primary School
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4th year
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Paul Fischer |
Born and raised in Sutton Close, just off Greensted Road, Whitebridge school was never out of sight for very long. I don't recall too much about it, perhaps the teachers: Miss Farrow, ???, Mr Evans, Miss Bromyard. I wouldn't say I was slow but I failed the eleven-plus and have no recollection of actually taking it. Whilst others got to West Hatch, Buckhurst Hill High School, even Bancrofts.... off I went to the Brook and wasted another four years as they tried to shoe-horn me into Ford's production line. Nope! |
![]() 1955 and about to start infants school at Whitebridge. See how happy I was pre-school? |
![]() 1958 (probably) and the education was swelling my brain to the point where I needed to extend my forehead to fit it all in. Here is the cause for my perennial immaturity... too much brain. |
![]() 1962 and the pre-teen thuggery was becoming evident. I had to face right for this photo, all the other kids faced left but they didn't have a facial swelling from a playground punch-up ten mnutes earlier. |
Having escaped the Brook without a criminal record (they couldn't catch me), I meandered into a number of McJobs until 1969 when I joined London Underground, retiring 38 years later in 2005 at the age of 54. I had a great time there, driving trains, teaching (really!!!), managing an operations area and ended up controlling the Central Line train service. Good money and a great pension.
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![]() Teenager, filled with testosterone and trying to look something between cool and 'ard. Spectacularly failing to achieve either. Plonker! |
![]() A lifetime playing in bands of all kinds, from 1973, ended in about 2014 with this final night at a blues festival in Croatia. Still got the trusty Telecaster. |
![]() These days, trying to keep the bones working. A park/forest behind the house, an energetic dog and long sunny summers helps. Winters not so much. |
![]() 1962 cricket team, everyone looks happy to be part of it .... I was practising my Elvis Presley snarl! What was I thinking? The years of plonkerdom had already started aged eleven. |