MISS T said:
Sir Buckingham of Doxey said:
I certainly remember his wife, Mrs. Whitehouse, the R.E teacher at Chetwynd. She had slicked back grey hair always tied tightly in either a bun or a lank pony tail. She looked a fearful woman but her bark was worse than her bite. I think her respect came from reputation more than anything else.
Did they let you loose with the tuck shop when you were at Chetwynd? I was in charge for a short time, until I realised that it used up too much of my valuable play time playing British Bulldog!
She was History dude, and only that. Though she was my former tutor for the final year, thats when I feared her less, she was an amazingly fine, wise woman with hindsight.
I too run the t'shop. . . .and the first ever female school dj!
She may have taught you history, but she definitely taught me R.E.
The reason I remember this so vividly is that I used to excel in this subject more than any other, and every week when she set us homework, I would, more times than not, get an A+. My parents would mercilessly rip me to shreds by taunting that I would become a vicar when I grew up and that used to frighten the life out of me!!
I think it was at the time when many teachers taught several different subjects, and I do remember that she did also have some dealings with history. I also remember Mrs. Kirkby because she was my form teacher after Miss Ely. She was a lot more meeker than Mrs. Whitehouse and she had big 'dierdre' type glasses.
EDIT: Right, I've just dug out my old school reports from Chetwynd, and Mrs. Whitehouse did indeed teach me R.E in my first year. She also taught me history in my third year.
History, Geography and R.E all came under the umbrella of Humanities in my school reports, and it looks like from the signatures on all my years there, that Mrs. Kirkby, Mrs. Whitehouse, and even Miss Ely all interchanged between these three.