Hello

[John Little]

I'm John Little and I was at West Public then the Miller Academy from 1957 to 1963- my parents being what were known as 'Atomicsl I lived on Calder Drive and Tormsdale Place and I did not want to leave the place ever. Thurso is a place I always come back to and it feels like home, though I am in touch with very few people there now indeed.

I was last there for the New Year party at the beginning of 2009- a long way from current home, which is Kent.

You love the place you grow up in and have so many memories of. I know there is at least one person on this forum who was the the Miller at the same time as I and shares the same memory of the van selling sausage rolls outside at break.

I'd be glad to hear from anyone who might remember me. Long time ago...


Thanks Venture - done!

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Hello........:)

[Venture]

Welcome John. Hope you enjoy your stay on the org. I think you need to change the second date you have there in your post.;)

[unicorn]

Hi John
Welcome to the forum.:D

[poppett]

Hi John.

I can`t place you but do share the memories of the breaktime snack van. Pies, sausage rolls and cream cookies.......how are we still alive to tell the tale.

Enjoy the org.

[John Little]

Heaven knows! I remember everyone used to try and get a bit of Davie's sausage roll - if he was feeling generous he'd give you a corner. But apart from the diet I wonder anyone survived Mr Constable picking you up by the ears! Never mind Mr Henderson and his tawse...

[poppett]

Mr Constable never touched my ears, but he did throw a knife in class one day and it landed between my finger and thumb. Was he a circus act in a former life? The knife was thrown to make the point that I should be paying attention to him and not remonstrating with the plonker behind who was dipping my pigtail in the inkwell. Happy days indeed.

[trix]

welcome til 'e madhoose :D

[John Little]

Oh I remember the inkwells. Every morning the Sinclair boy used to come round in his wee kilt and the big bottle of ink and fill them- it was his privilege. And Miss Wears would take you for handwriting with the stencils and the edge of a ruler on your fingers if you made a blot. She never dug me with her stilletoes though - but some of my friends got that...

Thankyou Poppett- brings it all back...

and thanks to all for the welcome :D

[poppett]

Miss Munro taught me reading, writing and arithmetic at West Public school in 1960.

We moved up from Lancashire and it was the first time I had ever seen white snow.

[John Little]

Aye - we moved up from Cumberland in '57. Snow- yes there was a lot and it was fairly new to us too. Did you cross the river on the ice to get to school in 62/63?

And Miss Veda Monro was my form teacher in the huts at the Miller.