Memories of Bridport
I was a boarder there for about a year aged about nine or ten in about 1957. It was the unhappiest period of my life before or since. I don’t recall a moment of kindness, sympathy, or humanity from any of the nuns. As a lonely rejected child I received nothing from them but harshness, punishments, and cruelty. ...Read full memory
I joined the convent in 1967 and was the only black later joined by Leslie Philips from the Carribean. I am from Uganda and my dad was studying architecture at the AA. First day at school was horrific. I was punched and called names like any newcomer. By the second term I settled in my best ...Read full memory
I was at the convent 1955 and loved it ,the nuns the wagon wheel's at teatime and even the walks .Gave me great emotional strength for the rest of my life and sister Magdalene was not that bad!! my favourite was sister Ann ,then sister Edith.If anybody remembers a le french boy i walked around with i would be a very happy bunny indeed if you could let me know!!
I remember playing at Happy Island with my brothers and sister, and friends, having a picnic, and watching the trains pulling out of the station. Happy days. Now I have eight grandchildren and I want them to see life as I grew up in Bridport.