Sloane Grammar School Hortensia Road Chelsea London England
1919-1970 Old Cheyneans and Friends
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Mark Foulsham's Sloane website
A School that invited loyalty
(Quote from White City by Don Wheal)
Gone But Not Forgotten
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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|Self-portrait by Stefan Bremner-Morris|
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A WARM WELCOME
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 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.
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 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.
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.
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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Sloane 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.
UPDATE ON BUILDING PROGRESS
Kensington & Chelsea College created a timelapse video of the construction of the new college that now sits where the playground used to be between the old Sloane building and the old Carlyle building. Work on the new college building, was completed in 2012 and the college is in operation. Take a look at the construction video below along with pictures of how it now looks -
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. Due to a confidentiality agreement we're not allowed to know more at the moment.
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 view from Fulham Road||The entrance to the apartments on Hortensia Road|
|A closer view of the apartments||The view of Fulham Road and the old St Mark's College from one of the balconies|
|The shell of the 6th floor penthouse|
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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 an old 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)
FRONT PAGE NEWS
Not such good news for the Front Page but it can only improve.
Two Sloane old boys, Brian Haynes and Dave Prosser, spent much of the Christmas and New Year festive period in the confines of a hospital bed. Brian is in Renal Unit E of the Northern General Hospital, Sheffield and Dave in a ward on the 11th Floor South of Charing Cross Hospital, Fulham.
Fingers crossed for a complete recovery for both of them and a word or two from website members who know them will cheer them up no end. Brian has been a prolific contributor to this website and If you'd like to send him a message via the usual website channels he's got access to the Internet. He sent this Email to say why he'd been so quiet recently -
Happy New Year lads.
While you lucky buggers were swiggin' and swinging in the New Year, I was lying prostrate on a hospital bed, legs asunder, waiting for the magic hour to chime. Standing over me , seven inch catheter at the ready held in trembling fingers, this huge macho charge nurse, grinning ear to ear, stood counting down the seconds, waiting to plunge said 7" catheter into the single eye of man's best friend, John Thomas.
Mr.Macho had told me he had always wanted to make "stabbing the serpent" the very first thing he did to welcome-in the New Year. Well, he got his wish, and I got very wet eyes !
Dave Prosser, meanwhile, although not a website member, will be known to some of you from his days at Sloane from 1959 and he can contacted via this website's member Mike McCormack, who visits him regularly.
Loss of Contact with Kensington & Chelsea Library
As most of you will be aware, I've had an arrangement with Dave Walker at Kensington and Chelsea Library whereby every so often he scans copies of the school magazine, The Cheynean, and sends them to me on a data stick for me to create PDFs and publish them on the Sloane Magazines page. As I hadn't heard from him for some time I tried emailing him a few montyhs ago but without success. Similarly, numerous subsequent attempts have also been ignored although I did notice that he had at least received my last email. Why he's chosen to suddenly ignore my emails and not even explain why is beyond me. I don't think I've offended him, so I'll have to give him the benefit of the doubt and assume there must be a good reason and hope that he eventually makes contact, or someone does on his behalf.
The upshot of this, of course, is that the library still has around 30 copies of The Cheynean that I would dearly love to put on the website but haven't been able to.
If any of you are ever down Kensington High Street and get the chance to pop in to the Library in Phillimore Walk, please do so and ask questions. I'll pay them a visit myself when I get the chance.
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HOME FRONT NEWS
Well, New Year's arrived with no regret for the passing of the old and it's been the anticipation and promise of a fresh start for all things Foulsham that led to the delay in my updating the website. The intervening two weeks have seen good days and they've seen bad days.
New Year's Day itself saw me with my head under the kitchen sink trying to remove a blockage. I have long thought the house we live in to have been cursed by some evil water deity many years ago, probably after the previous owners (who had been the only other occupants since it was built c1930) had probably upset it by never installing central heating or instant hot water. Boilers, radiators, leaking pipes, baths and shower trays have all plagued us over the years and now there was yet another blockage to contend with. Not a straightforward bloackage, of course, that would have been too much to ask. This one had taken its time developing in pipework inaccessible to man with a view to giving me something to think about at some ungodly hour when I would least expect it. Two days spent with various liquids 'guaranteed' to remove any blockage, along with a crash course in origami with wire coathangers eventually released the accumulation of fats and unknown items that had kept me occupied. Until the next time, of course.
I was grateful that the new year seemed to have given me a new sense of purpose and renewed energy. It not only helped with the contortions I had been forced to put my body through under the sink but it also encouraged me to attack some of those tasks I usually reserve for Spring. Cleaning, tidying and general de-cluttering have all been the order of the day. I feel a lot better for it and it's given me an excuse for a large Scotch at the end of it. For relaxation and medicinal purposes, you understand.
Now that all the Christmas leftovers have been converted into various exotic dishes and eaten, I've decided this is the year I will definitely lose weight. Yes, I know I said the same thing last year and managed to lose aroung 5 lbs over the course of it, but this year is the year financial worries will disappear and I won't be resorting to multiple visits to the fridge to help me forget them. I know that will reduce my exercise to virtually nil but I have already reduced my carbohydrate intake accordingly and for 4 days a week I will be eating zero carbs (well, close to) for the foreseeable future. You see, inside me there's always been a thin person struggling to get out. It's just that I've usually managed to sedate him with a few beers and some sandwiches.
I fancy a hard-boiled egg . . . . .
My other New Year's resolution is to do less housework. I know this will also have an effect on my waistline but I dislike it intensely. I'm never going to vacuum again until Dyson invents one you can ride on.
A final note from the Home Front this time around -
I received a copy of the book Old Fulham just before Christmas, from its author, Francis Czucha. Frank is also the proprietor of the website www.sandsendrevisited.net and if you've ever visited the site you'll know that it's aimed at people with a Fulham connection and nostalgia for it's people and places. Being a Fulham boy myself I've contributed a few words and photos to it over the last few years, as have other members of this website, and I can't recommend it too highly. I received my copy of the book from Frank because he's used a few of my old family photos in it. That was also how I got my free copy of Frank's earlier book Old Sands End, Fulham. If you're interested in Fulham past and present take a look at his website and if you're interested in the books they're available through Amazon and other stores.
Jokes of the Week (or until I can find more)
A farmer drove to a neighbour's farmhouse and knocked at the door.
A boy, age about 9, opened the door.
"Is your dad or mum home?", said the farmer.
"No, they went to town", said the boy.
"How about your brother, Howard? Is he here?" asked the farmer.
"No, he went with Mum and Dad" the boy answered.
The farmer stood there for a few minutes, shifting from one foot to the other, and mumbling to himself.
"I know where all the tools are, if you want to borrow one, or I can give Dad a message", said the boy.
"Well," said the farmer uncomfortably, "I really wanted to talk to your Dad. It's about your brother Howard getting my daughter Suzy pregnant".
The boy thought for a moment...
"You would have to talk to Dad about that. I know he charges £500 for the bull and £50 for the pig, but I don't know how much he charges for Howard."
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An Aussie Blonde was sent on her way to Heaven. Upon arrival, a concerned St Peter met her at the Pearly Gates.
'I'm sorry, 'St Peter said, 'but Heaven is suffering from an overload of godly souls and we have been forced to put up an Entrance Exam for new arrivals to ease the burden of Heavenly Arrivals.'
'That's cool', said the Blonde, 'What does the Entrance Exam consist of?'
'Just three questions', said St Peter.
'Which are?' asked the Blonde.
'The first,' said St Peter, 'is, which two days of the week start with the letter 'T'?
The second is 'How many seconds are there in a year'?
The third is 'What was the name of the swagman in Waltzing Matilda?'
'Now,' said St Peter, 'Go away and think about those questions and when I call upon you, I shall expect you to have those answers for me.'
So the Blonde went away and gave those three questions some considerable thought (I expect you to do the same).
The following morning, St Peter called upon the Blonde and asked if she had considered the questions, to which she replied, 'I have.'
'Well then,' said St Peter, 'Which two days of the week start with the letter T?'
The Blonde said, 'Today and Tomorrow.'
St Peter pondered this answer for some time, and decided that indeed the answer can be applied to the question.
'Well then, could I have your answer to the second of the three questions' St Peter went on, 'how many seconds in a year?'
The Blonde replied, 'Twelve!'
'Only twelve' exclaimed St Peter, 'How did you arrive at that figure?'
'Easy,' said the Blonde, 'there's the second of January, the second of February, right through to the second of December, giving a total of twelve seconds.'
St Peter looked at the Blonde and said, 'I need some time to consider your answer before I can give you a decision.' And he walked away shaking his head.
A short time later, St Peter returned to the Blonde. 'I'll allow the answer to stand, but you need to get the third and final question absolutely correct to be allowed into Heaven. Now, can you tell me the answer to the name of the swagman in Waltzing Matilda?'
The blonde replied: 'Of the three questions, I found this the easiest to answer.'
'Really!' exclaimed St Peter, 'And what is the answer?'
'Yes, Andy,' said the Blonde.
This totally floored St Peter, and he paced this way and that, deliberating the answer. Finally, he could not stand the suspense any longer, and turning to the blonde, asked 'How in God's name did you arrive at THAT answer?'
'Easy' said the Blonde, 'Andy sat, Andy watched, Andy waited till his billy boiled.'
And the Blonde entered Heaven.
... you're singing it now, aren't you…??
Thoughts For The Day (or until the next ones)
Be more concerned with your character than your reputation because your character is what you really are, while your reputation is what others think you are - John Wooden
No one can make you feel inferior without your consent - Eleanor Roosevelt
We come to love not by finding a perfect person but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly - Sam Keen
Don't worry about the world coming to an end today. Consider that it might already be tomorrow in Australia - Charles M Schulz ( If you were a member of this website and were living in Australia and the world has come to an end where you were, R.I.P. Why am I telling you this? You're not going to read it - Me)
The personal ads you'll see here over time are genuine and taken from the London Review of Books personal ads section. It was started in 1998, intending to bring together people of similar literary and cultural tastes and has resulted in a funny and clever collection. I'll publish a different one each week and hope you enjoy them as much as I do and, if you ever spot any yourself,worthy of inclusion here, please let me have them and, so as not to give everyone the impression that you spend all your time looking at the personal ads, I'll withold your name on request! -
"Attracting a mate with these ads is like shooting a fish in a barrel. Blind marksman (M, 38), firing blanks the wrong way, seeks bigger target fitted with klaxon for narrowing the implausible odds. Dulwich. Box no. 5363 ."
AND DON'T FORGET TO CHECK THE 'WHAT'S HAPPENING' CALENDAR ON THE 'CALENDAR OF EVENTS' PAGE, OR TO SCROLL DOWN ALL PAGES AS THERE'S MORE TO SEE THAN FIRST MEETS THE EYE!
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 -
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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