Port Regis Catholic Girls School

A Memory of Broadstairs

I attended the above school for quite some time. Unfortunately I do not have a photo. I too went to Broadstairs in 2009 to try and find this school but had to give up. I was wondering if anyone had a photo they could send me, I would be most grateful. Being at this school from 4 years old, when I came back it was like coming home.


A memory shared by Lynn Whysall , on Dec 20th, 2010.

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Sat Jan 24th 2015, at 4:34 pm

jamface51 commented:

My sister and I were at Port Regis for a year around 1957-59--Jannine and Doretta Ferraro. I made my communion there with one other girl, Linda, who was of Polish descent, because other girls our age were being confirmed later that year (at the boys school) and they wanted us all confirmed together. I was not severely punished but I know others were. We were both linnets. I remember a Frances Rowden--she was a cow! Several girls, who fancied themselves ballerinas, put on "ballets." We were never picked because we weren't part of their little group. There were several sick girls in our half of the dorm and I felt really sorry for them. There were a couple of very light-fingered girls in the other half of the dorm (for older girls) who thought nothing of pinching the clothes my mum brought down for my china baby doll. We knew who they were though and took them back. I enjoyed school, the tuck shop, going out the back gate and across the road to the beach at Kingsgate on Wednesdays, the walks through the woods saying the rosary, that huge grassy field where we played during the warm months and made endless daisy chains. I recall Sister Finnigan who was a nice lady. Mother Superior, or another senior nun, was tall and had a lame arm that just hung by her side. I made my communion in the small chapel that was next to the yard where we took our breaks, the gym with the stage was on the other side. Then they moved the chapel to a bigger, grander room on the ground floor. They tried to make me eat raw tomatoes, which I hated when I was a child. I sat in the refectory all afternoon and finally they gave up and off I went. I don't have any pictures of the school, only a few of me at communion. Love to hear from anyone who remembers our time at school.

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