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A School that invited loyalty
Gone But Not Forgotten
'Men are we, and must grieve when even the shade
Of that which once was great is pass'd away.'
On the Extinction of the Venetian Republic
You may think you're done with the past but the past isn't done with you!
"The merits of a school are judged as much by the men it produces as by their achievements as boys" -
(Old Cheynean D.J. Cowie, March 1929)
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to fellow Cheyneans and passers-by, from the Official Sloane Grammar School 1919-1970 Old Cheyneans and Friends web site. We'll keep the home fires burning until you join us.
Mark Foulsham, at Sloane 1963-70, created this site in August 2008 to record for posterity all that I can, and for all those who attended Sloane or simply have a Sloane connection, to share and enjoy. Feel free just to browse or, if you feel you qualify to join us, make full use of the site by becoming a Registered Classmate.
We may not understand why but memories of our days at Sloane remain with us while others do not. Whether they're good or they're bad, I'd like to give all old boys the opportunity to keep those memories alive.
Click on the Click Here to Register button above to start the registration process. It's Free!
I'll also be happy to send a personal invitation to anyone else with a Sloane School Chelsea connection who you think might like to join us. Just enter their Email address in the MISSING CLASSMATES box to your right and click Send Invite.
Aspirations and Objectives
Sloane never had a motto and although our school badge is based on the lion rampant and boar's head of the Cadogan family crest their motto, Qui Invidet Minor Est or He That Envies Is Inferior, is not really appropriate so I'll adopt the one to be found on the Coat of Arms of the Royal Borough of Kensington and Chelsea as it suits us nicely -
Quam Bonum In Unum Habitare
(What A Good Thing It Is To Dwell Together In Unity)
It is hoped, in some small way, to be able to have similar objectives to those stated for the first issue of The Cheynean in December 1926 -
"To record faithfully the major activities of the School, to promote and foster a corporate spirit in the School, to excite a greater keenness both in the games and in other phases of its social life, and to serve as a link between present members of the School and the Old Cheyneans". -
and also to bring together, once again, old friends and classmates, and those of us who have outlived the school and share a common interest in its history and its future.
Sadly, I've no memory of having ever sung or even heard a school song but apparently one was written by music Master Mr Seymour Dicker in 1928, and was first sung in July of that year by pupil J E Bush. What became of it after that first performance is a mystery but it contained the lines -
"Salve, the School and its scholars so keen,
Long may they keep its memory green."
If you've any memories of Sloane you'd like to share, use the Contact Us page to send them in and, whilst you're there, register for the site as well.
Once you've registered, you can activate the Instant Messaging feature that allows you to hold a 'real-time' online conversation with anyone else who has logged on to the website. You can also send a message to someone else on the site via the Message Centre page but, if you're expecting a swift reply, it might be worthwhile using their Profile on the Classmate Profiles page, to see what part of the world they're living in these days, and to have an idea of the time where they are. Use the Clocks below, to check.
After you've registered, why not take a look at all the Classmate Profiles ? Even if you don't know the person involved, the information they've put on their Profile can be interesting, illuminating and fun, and often brings back memories of something you thought you'd forgotten about.
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Why Not Take a Look at Where your Classmates are Living?
Find out the Postcode of a Classmate from their Profile (if they've agreed to let everyone know it) then Click on the link below, enter the details where it says 'Address', then Click on 'Go'. Not every country is covered yet and those that are have limited coverage, but it's worth a try.
Here's the link. Have fun - http://www.vpike.com/
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Incriminating Photos Surface!!
Classmate Nick Harrison has unearthed the photos below, taken at a 1960s Sports Day and appearing to show some pupils wearing athletic dress that supposes that they must have been athletic but which may well have hidden the fact that they weren't. The results on the day in question would guide us towards the truth but as I don't recognise any of their faces I'll continue to let them bask in the glory they've no doubt been basking in for the past fifty plus years.
One of the photos also reveals that Classmate Vernon Burgess was adept at making himself look interested and actually listening to what one teacher, Mr Jacobs, was telling him. He was likely to have been postulating his mathematical formulae for successful long jumping. Vernon was unsure about the name of the man with his back towards camera in the photo of Mr Gorman but believes it may have been Mr Hare, a Geography master. If you know different, let me know -
|A pensive Mr Wells in the foreground with Mr Alford in the rear|
|Mr Gorman speaks to an unknown woman while listening in is possibly
Mr Hare (Geography) with his back to camera
|An immediately recognisable Vernon Burgess, with pocketful of pens ready for action in the pen throwing event, listens intently to Mr Jacobs' formulae for doing the long jump or possibly even his homework task for that evening. I think I recognise Mr Cousins and Ms Fischer in the background with Mr Gorman|
|Mr Daniels speaks as pupils do their best to look interested. Teacher with his back to the camera is Mr Bloomberg|
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Grammar Schools To Return !!??
A few days ago, Prime Minister Theresa May laid out what she called the
"first step of an ambitious plan to set Britain on the path to being the great meritocracy of the world."
Although speaking primarily about education, she has a vision of a Britain where the 'manifest unfairness' of the current education system no longer exists.
"advantage is based on merit not privilege, talent not circumstance, hard work not background. A vision of a country where everyone plays by the same rules and ordinary, working class people have more control over their lives. A vision of a society where everyone has a fair chance to go as far as their talent and their hard work will allow."
She said the plan was for every child to have a good school place that catered for their individual talents, abilities and needs, and that involved spreading opportunity because "when people lose a sense of opportunity they lose a sense of hope." Her plans will mean
"not just more school places but more good school places. Not just more new schools but more good new schools catering to the needs and abilities of each individual child."
We can only concur when she says
"at the moment, opportunity is too often the preserve of the wealthy or a quirk of circumstance. Those who can afford to can move near a good school, pay to go private or fund the extra tuition their child needs to succeed. Those with the right connections and contacts can get on, while those who have none simply cannot."
Personally, I believe that part of the process of giving each child equal opportunity has to involve giving each of them the same quality of teachers and teaching. There is no word yet as to how she's going to ensure that.
To achieve her aims she admits that a radical change in thinking will be needed. Her plans include encouraging and helping universities, faith groups such as the Catholic Church and independent schools to establish, sponsor or support new state schools.
Music to the ears of many of us (though I acknowledge not all of us) who went to Sloane came when she said
"we will change the rules to allow for a new generation of grammar schools where there is demand and on condition that they act to raise outcomes for all pupils, particularly those from lower income households."
In a major change pupils will be able to enter the new grammar schools at ages 11, 14 and 16 which should go some way to appeasing those who saw the 11+ system as disadvantageous to late developers, which it no doubt was.
She sees the main reason for their introduction as being that at the moment selection exists if you're wealthy but doesn't exist if you're not and she wants that to change. Her own education included being taught at a grammar school that became a comprehensive (sound familiar?) and for a short time attending a private school. It's impossible to know whether she thought about the advantages and disadvantages of the education received but she's now in a position to consider them and to do something about them and we can only wish her well in a quest that will involve time, a lot of hard work and opposition. It will also involve giving every teacher and every school the resources and the capacity to deliver the educational future she would like to see.
She promises a range of measures to ensure that the new selective secondary schools help the disadvantaged. New grammar schools or those which convert will have to take a fixed proportion of poor pupils or run non-selective schools nearby, to serve the needs of those who do not get in.
Finally, as if to convince us all that she was on our side, she said that some independent schools had become
"divorced from normal life."
and ordered them to help run state schools for the less privileged or lose charitable status worth a total of £700 million a year.
As you'd expect, critics of her ideas and determination to introduce them have already surfaced and include the usual suspects i.e opposition parties, the National Association of Head Teachers union and Ofsted as well as those she's already dismissed from cabinet. There are probably more but they've reasoned that it's in their own interests to say nothing.
She admits that everything she wants to achieve will take time. We should all give her all the time necessary as I believe she is probably one of our more truthful politicians and genuinely wants to shake up education for the good of all. Let's not moan if her plans can only be achieved by cuts elsewhere, One thing at a time.
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Paralympic Surfboarder Has Narrow Escape!!
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HOME FRONT NEWS
The Foulsham household sits in anticipation as I write. Anticipation that at some stage my daughter, whose birthday it is today, will make a decision as to what she would like to do to celebrate. On Thursday we seemed destined to go to Kingston for lunch and a drink. Today, after getting ourselves ready for a 1 pm departure, she phoned to say she might be coming over at 3.30, at which point we could discuss where to go for a meal. Kids! They'll be the death of me! Whilst I wait for a concrete decision to be made I thought I'd update the Home Page.
She's not all bad. She and her man bought us tickets for the Jersey Boys at the Piccadilly Theatre and so my wife and I trooped along there last Wednesday for what turned out to be a terrific trip down memory lane. If you'll forgive me for pinching a Frankie Valli song line "Oh, what a night!" If you're not familiar with it, the show is all about the life and times of one of my favourite groups, Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons. It's a great story with great songs.
The only downsides to the evening were the long journey by 159 bus from Streatham, a medium glass of Pinot Grigio at £4.75 and the distance we were from the stage. We were seated up in the Gods but moved closer to the stage after the interval when we saw vacant seats closer to where all the action was. Bad move really, as I found myself behind a large, curly haired man who was incapable of keeping his head still for more than ten seconds. Despite the minor irritations, it's a show I'd thoroughly recommend.
Due to changeable weather in the past week or so, my efforts to finish my masterpiece of a garden table have gone unrewarded and it will be a good week before I complete it now (he said with fingers crossed). Some of next week is going to be taken up with babysitting. My Grandson stayed overnight on Friday while his mother began her pre-birthday celebrations. He's still a joy and having reached the age of three a week ago, already speaks his mind. He informed me on waking up on Saturday that he didn't want to 'sleepover' anymore as he'd done it twice now and that was enough! I dare say he'll change his mind. Mind you, sleeping in our own bed without him between us will give us a chance to recover from our injuries. He's such a restless sleeper that a certain part of my anatomy received a good kicking and my voice bears comparison with Frankie Valli's falsetto now.
My suffering is small in comparison with my elderly neighbour. His annual hospital check up resulted in a request from his doctor to take home the jar he'd handed him and come back two days later with a sperm sample. When he returned it was immediately obvious to the medical staff that the jar was empty and as pristine as it originally was. When asked why, Eric replied
" Well, doc, it’s like this–first I tried with my right hand, but nothing. Then I tried with my left hand, but still nothing. Then I asked my wife for help. She tried with her right hand, then with her left, still nothing. She tried with her mouth, first with the teeth in, then with her teeth out, still nothing. We even called up Elsie, the lady next door and she tried too, first with both hands, then an armpit, and she even tried squeezin’ it between her knees, but still nothing.”
The doctor was shocked! “You asked your neighbor?” he said.
The old man replied, “Yep, none of us could get the jar open.”
Onwards and upwards! If I ever get out of the house today, I'll do my best to make the most of the last dregs of this Indian Summer by drinking the last dregs of whatever's in my hand.
See you soon.
JOKES OF THE WEEK
Murphy says to Mick
"I'm getting operated on tomorrow."
"Oh? What are they going to do?"
Murphy says "Circumcise me!"
Mick says "I had that done when I was just a few days old."
"Does it hurt?"
" I don't remember but I do know I couldn't walk for a year!"
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A man entered a restaurant and sat at the only open table. As he sat down, he knocked the spoon off the table with his elbow. A nearby waiter reached into his shirt pocket, pulled out a clean spoon, and set it on the table. The diner was impressed.
"Do all the waiters here carry spoons in their pockets?" he asjked.
The waiter replied,
"Yes. Ever since an Efficiency Expert visited our restaurant... He determined that 17.8% of our diners knock the spoon off the table. By carrying clean spoons with us, we save trips to the kitchen."
The diner ate his meal. As he was paying the waiter, he commented,
"Forgive the intrusion, but do you know that you have a string hanging from your fly?"
The waiter replied,
"Yes, we all do. Seems that the same Efficiency Expert determined that we spend to much time washing our hands after using the men's room. So, the other end of that string is tied to my penis. When I need to go, I simply pull the string, do my thing, and then return to work. Having never touched myself, there really is no need to wash my hands. Saves a lot of time."
"Wait a minute," said the diner, "how do you get your penis back in your pants?"
"Well, I don't know about the other guys, but I use the spoon."
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Mick was cleaning his rifle when he accidentally shoots his wife. He gets straight on the phone to the Emergency Services and tellt them
" Help. I think I've killed my wife. I've shot her"
"Please calm down sir, can you first make sure she's dead."
The operator hears a gunshot and Mick says
" Done that, what's next."
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Just to balance it out with our friends north of the border -
A Englishman goes into a Scottish baker's and asks.
"How much is that cake?"
"A poond," he's told.
"And how much is that one?"
"A poond. All ma cakes are a poond!"
"Oh, OK. What about that one?"
"Ach, that one's two poonds." "Oh. Why's that then?"
"That's Madeira cake.".
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THOUGHTS FOR THE DAY
"By working faithfully eight hours a day, you may eventually get to be a boss and work twelve hours a day." - Robert Frost
“When life itself seems lunatic, who knows where madness lies? Perhaps to be too practical is madness. To surrender dreams — this may be madness. Too much sanity may be madness — and maddest of all: to see life as it is, and not as it should be!”
― Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra, Don Quixote
Marriage is an agreement wherein a man loses his bachelors degree and a woman gains her masters - Unknown (Honest, love, it wasn't me!).
A Father is a banker provided by nature - Unknown (Honest kids, it wasn't me. You've got more money than I have anyway. I wondered where mine had gone.).
If people from Poland are called 'Poles', why aren't people from Holland called 'Holes? - Unknown but I guarantee he wasn't Dutch but may have been Polish.
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The Sloane building seen from Hortensia Road in 1908 and
much as it looks today
The Sloane building was 100 years old in 2008, although it didn't actually start life as a boys' school until after the First World War, during which it served as a hospital. It still stands and many memories are, no doubt, ingrained in its walls along with the odd name and ribald comment. Who knows what the future holds, despite its Grade II listing on May 7th, 2002. Grade II listed buildings can be altered, extended, or even demolished, but only with Local Authority consent, so it may be that the building is considered historically or architecturally interesting enough for it's fabric to remain untouched. Some consideration may have been given to it having been the first purpose-built secondary school in London, and it is certainly one of only 3% of all ages of listed buildings that was built in the 20th century. Schools generally are seen as a good investment by developers because they're easy to convert. They are likely to be structurally sound because the authorities will have inspected them regularly to ensure they comply with Health and Safety requirements.
Sadly, Sloane Grammar School for Boys only lasted 51 years, from 1919-1970. Should the building survive in the form we all remember, there is still a chance that some of us will be around in 2019 to make use of the building to celebrate what would have been its centenary as a boys' school, had the school remained in existence.
|Sloane seen from the rear in 2014|
CHANGES TO THE SLOANE SITE AND BUILDING
The new Kensington & Chelsea College, known since 2014 as their Chelsea Centre, sits where the playground used to be between the old Sloane building and the old Carlyle building. Work on the new college building, with designs by the architects who transformed the Royal Opera House and the National Portrait Gallery, was completed in 2012.
The flats, constructed in Sloane's old North playground on the Fulham Road are known as Milliner House, Chelsea Apartments, and were ready for occupation in 2011 at advertised prices between £785,000 and £2,350,000. Or if you could afford it, the single penthouse at the top would have set you back £5.85 million when first offered for sale but a market downturn in 2012 saw it reduced to an almost tempting £4.25 million - and it was being sold as a shell!
Phase 2 of the project was originally for conversion of the original Edwardian building into loft style apartments by D19 Property but the new owners, No. 1 Estates Ltd, who have a connection to D19 Property were, on 22 October, 2012, given planning permission to retain the building as an educational establishment by Kensington and Chelsea Planning and Borough Development Department.
However, in September of 2013 a slightly revised plan for re-development of the building for residential use was applied for by Hortensia Property Development LLP. Supported by a K M Heritage heritage appraisal it was presented to Kensington and Chelsea Council for listed building consent and planning consent for the refurbishment and extension of the Sloane building, taking into account national and local policies relating to the historic built environment. Their statement is available on this link -
What's also interesting is that the old Chelsea College of Art and Design in Manresa Road, to which Sloane can trace its origins in its guise as the South-Western Polytechnic, was, in 2012, about to make way for a scheme involving 15 apartments and two town houses. There's no stopping 'progress'.
|The shell of the 6th
|The entrance to the
|The apartments seen from
|The view of Fulham Road
and St Mark's College from
one of the balconies
|Hortensia Road Proposed Elevation||Rear of Building Proposed Elevation|
|Work commences on our old Assembly Hall||Proposed look of the old Assembly Hall once converted|
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Whatever our own personal reasons for it doing so, the school will still haunt most of us even if it disappears altogether. With that tenuous link, here's a poem that I came across in a copy of The Cheynean -
The Ghost of Sloane
When London's asleep and the School very quiet,
No sound of footsteps, no sound of a riot,
No sound of even the shuffle of feet,
No sound of the creak of a pupil's seat,
Out of the darkness the ghost of Sloane
Awakes from rest with a sigh and a groan.
Then up he arises to haunt the School
Climbing the stairs in the guise of a ghoul.
He shuffles and clanks down each corridor
Into the classrooms where stand desks galore.
He examines each desk and checks the boys' work,
Allots ghostly marks in the dark and the murk.
If you ever lose books from out of your desk,
And the teacher upbraids you and calls you a pest,
Just tell him my story, however tall,
Of the white shrouded phantom that haunts the School Hall.
J. Hollingshead (3C)
As for us, the boys who used to attend our Chelsea school, we probably considered ourselves 'Chelsea men' but I doubt that many of fitted the description in this poem, written when he was in the 5th year by one time Sloane Schoolboy, A R Doubledee. I get the impression he didn't particularly approve of the 'Beatniks' of the late 50s and early 60s that he found himself sharing Chelsea with or, as he called them the 'Weirdies' -
The Chelsea man is excessively queer,
He only drinks coffee and doesn't like beer.
He's always "chatting" the girls, and yet
This seems to make him "one of the set".
His unkempt chin and uncut hair
Go with his feet which are usually bare.
If he wears shoes, they've never got soles,
And he's usually found in Bohemian holes.
His outsize sweater is generally black
Contrasting well with his shorty mac.
He wears his clothing merely to show
That he can keep up with the boys of Soho.
To find a girl he doesn't look far,
But into the nearest coffee bar,
Where he's sure to meet a Bohemian "yob".
They're all from Chelsea - what a mob!
The girls with hair right down their backs
Wear irregular clothes that look like sacks.
They walk about wearing father's sweater:
I really don't see why he should let 'er.
Their gaudy clothes of reds and greens
Match up with the style of their men-friends' jeans.
Now that's how it goes with the latest style:
Girls on their faces make-up pile,
The men wear anything they can find -
I shouldn't stare, I should just act blind!
A.R. Doubledee (5b)
Sloane Information at the LMA
Go to the website at www.lma.gov.uk for full details. Clicking on the following link,
will take you to a page on their site where you can enter '
These include -
Admission and Discharge Registers 1904-48, 1958-61 and 1964-66, a 1938 Plan of the school, drawings relating to Building Act case files 1935-57, and 23 photos of various school activities 1924-69, though some of these are listed as 'missing'.
Other items they hold are 'closed' under the 65 year rule that protects the confidentiality of living individuals. In other words, they can't be accessed for 65 years from the school's closure so will be available to the public in 2035.
However, these 'closed' items can be consulted by the LMA on behalf of individuals under the provisions of the Data Protection Act, so contact them direct if you're interested.
The 'closed' items are these -
Log Book 1967-70 (Ref: LCC/EO/DIV01/SLO/LB/001)
Punishment Book 1962-70 (Ref: LCC/EO/DIV01/SLO/MISC/001)
Staff Registers -
1895-1963; 1965-70 (Ref: LCC/EO/DIV01/SLO/MISC/002-004)
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