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I left in 1966, it was still a top school then, (despite my efforts...or lack of)
tbh, there were a few of the Pink Floyd 'Brick in the wall' board duster throwers.
But I was also taught by genuine Legends; French by Fat White, Physics by Mary Hill (Dr Ruths  Very evil sister) 4ft 11in of pure terror and I can still quote Boyles Law to this day. No problems with classroom discipline in  Her classes - however big and tough you thought  You were.

KA Croft was Headmaster, Woodwood vip...who gave me 3 of the cane for bunking off on Friday afternoon (with the obligatory forged note on Monday) to go and queue for a Cup Final ticket at Goodison with my collection of programme vouchers.
When it was all over he asked me did you get one, yes sir i said and whipped it out of my Inside pocket. He looked at it, handed it back and said, well I hope they win then - now bugger off.

He, Woodwood, ( no mean figure of power and schoolboy terror himself) of also said on a different occasion about Mary Hill..."to be honest, she frightens me a bit too."
Back then Nobby Clark(e?) was just a buckshee sports master, of the Kes-lite type...very far from the top table.
It was a different time. The Area, The City...the whole World seemed to be changing in those few years.
Lennon nailed it.
There are places I'll remember
All my life, though some have changed
Some forever, not for better
Some have gone and some remain
Woodward, Croft and Clarke were still there when I was there, Clarke as you know became Head. Late 70’s was the start of the decline when the council made it a comp, great memories of my time there though.
 

….lived nearby, would sometimes find our way into the playground at the back for a game of footy if we got fed up with Shaw St Park.
Odd times when we in a lock down...usually after an over exuberant bout of thievery at TJs by 'bigger naughty boys' not me honest...we were more focus on getting out.
Once in the run up to the 12th July, in the very early 60s, after a particularly nasty mass brawl in the SFX lads up at Rupert's Tower (sadly both sides knew no better back then) we used to get locked in at dinner time for a week running up to the big day every year until I left.
 

….1910 Westbourne St, with Shaw St Park on the left. I regularly ran up those stairs into that park. Weirdly it had a unique smell that I can still recall to this day. The houses on the right were tenements in the 60s, many of my friends lived in those, decent footballers because that’s all we did;

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