Probably strangely out of place at Hawthorns. : A memory of Frinton-On-Sea

Probably Strangely Out Of Place At Hawthorns.

A Memory of Frinton-On-Sea.

It was 1952 or '53. I was one of a few young boys boarded at Hawthorns in those Post-War days. I was sequestered there while my parents toured the United States for a year. I didn't remember them when they returned. My grandmother taught at Hawthorns in those days, which is probably how I ended up there after some horrible experiences in London schools. Her name was Francis B. Ball and she had no inclination to have me living with her in Frinton. I was a difficult child.
Yes, the food was terrible. I distinctly remember gagging on breakfasts of drippings on toast which we were literally forced to eat.
I also remember Miss Regg, but much of the memories of that year are vague and ephemeral.

Cheers,

Phillip Naunton, now 73 and living retired as a widower in the United States, Chicago, Illinois

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Hello Philip. I was interested to read your memories of Hawthorns School. Your post sparked some new memories for me, as someone who was a female pupil at this boarding school much later in 1969. Hawthorns was a girls school primarily, but I do remember it did have some very young male day pupils. Kindergarten age, apart from one older boy I was friends with who was aged about six. His older sister was also a day pupil. Both younger than myself. Years later I did have contact with Timothy the boy as an adult, but sadly he was so young at the time he did not remember me as well as I recalled him and his sister. There was one little horror male pupil in the kindergarten called Rupert, who used to BITE people. Thankfully I never got close enough to him to be on the receiving end of this juvenile vampire's fangs.

By Pauline Newman on Mon Sep 9th 2024, at 12:17 pm

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