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A Memory of Alton

I contracted polio in 1955 & after nearly 2 years in hospital I went home & started to overcome my disability.
I arrived at Treloars, or Lord Mayor Treloar College, as it was then known, in 1959 & stayed until 1967. The junior house was Burnham & the senior house, Jephson.
I was pretty hopeless to start with, but then learnt to swim & matters went on an upward swing from then on. Played water-polo, football & a bit of cricket (not v.good). Ended up as Head Boy before leaving in 1967.
I did a tailoring course & obtained City & Guilds intermediate.
Academically pretty hopeless but I learnt to be independent & this stood me in good stead when later on, in 1967, I moved to East London to a new job in tailoring .

Treloars did a lot for a lot of people & I remember being in Jephson House, see picture, which was built in the 1500s. In the winter it was extremely cold & I remember wearing my overcoat in bed several times to try & keep warm. It can't have been that bad as I survived. Our Housemaster was Mr F Gaston & the Principal Mr Heywood.
It was a good time in my life & when I left I was a bit lost but soon overcame these feelings & cracked on with life.
I now hear that the site is going to be redeveloped, as Treloars has moved to the Holybourne site.

A memory shared by Anthony Roseveare , on Aug 29th, 2012.

Comments & feedback

Tue Feb 24th 2015, at 4:36 am

noisyvelet commented:

I was there in the 70's. The echoing of Frank Gasston's footsteps along the green lino'd corridor at 7am, the dorm door squeaking open and a cheery shout of 'all alive?' is still with me 40 years on. It was cold in the winter at times despite the huge radiators. Had a lot of good times there and exploring the wonderful countryside in the hot summer of '76 is also an enduring memory. The house had a very eerie feel to it, especially if, like me, had a few sleepwalking episodes! I remember actually walking through the churchyard in pyjamas during the night and feeling I was dreaming it but the soil in my bed in the morning proved otherwise. Hope to visit the site before it goes completely.

Tue Feb 28th 2017, at 11:26 pm

julianabrimicombe commented:

I like your reflection. I am from Barbados and did my Enrolled Nurse Training at Lord Mayor Treloar Hospital March 1968-July 1970. There were many nurses from the Caribbean. The Matron was Matron Robinson from South Africa. Her name is the only name I remember . Yes it was cold in the winter as everything was almost open Plan with the folding doors allowing beds to be pushed out in the summer. Real long wards and corridors. I must have enjoyed my time there , because I returned in 1977 to gain my Diploma in Orthopaedic Nursing. The re is now a housing estate and a health centre. Feb 2017

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