Emerald house captain at Kingsthorne

I have very fond memories of my time at Kingsthorne. Left in 1979. I remember a very kind teacher called Mrs Jones, who taught the youngest children. When I went into the Juniors I always used to shout to her over the railings and she was always so lovely to me. I was afraid of Mrs Mason because she used to be very stern, but loved being in the class of Mr Dors, even though he used to tower over me. He seemed over 6ft tall, but that’s probably because we were so small. I enjoyed the poetry lessons and making models in the hut that was at the back of the playground. I was so proud to be house captain of Emerald house and secretly had a crush on the boy captain for the same house. The other houses were Topaz, Ruby and Sapphire. Mr Foster, the headmaster, had a unique way of signing his name and I still have all the autographs from my last day at Kingsthorne. Reciting times tables, using electronic adding machines that spoke to you, playing tag and kiss chase in the playground…those were the days. The only thing I didn’t like was the warm milk!!!!!