Fond Memories Of Wyggy Girls'

A Memory of Leicester.

I well remember starting at Wyggeston Girls' Grammar School in Sept 1968 with my new shiny leather satchel. I was so proud of my black velour hat, black gloves, and 'sensible lace-up shoes'.  It had been my ambition to go to Wyggy Girls' from the age of five, when a girl visited class 1, St Joseph's Primary School, Armadale Drive. I fell in love with the uniform. I was so thrilled when I found out I had won a place there! Miss Pedley, our headmistress, certainly knew how to keep control of us. Even the teachers used to tremble! What a great education I got, the very best. It gave me a love of literature, and the French language. What a shame when I visited it in 2003, from New Zealand, where I now live. Miss Pedley would have been outraged at the litter around the grounds! Still, I have very fond memories of old Wyggy Girls'.