High Legh School

A Memory of High Legh.

One headmaster, a small Welshman, used to encourage all the pupils to write in itallics. I remember, one day, another teacher coming into the class to tell Mr Evans that King George had died. Still, to this day, I remember what he said: "I suppose we'll have to do it ourselves now"! Strange how we remember little snippets from our childhood.
My twin brother (Roy) and I lived at the Water Tower Cottage, just a few hundred yards from the school. I can remember quite regularly seeing the Squire, Mr Cornwall-Legh, walking his labrador dog called Sandy. He always used to stop and talk to us for a few minutes.
When we were very young, probably about 4 or 5 years old, a large black car arrived and the driver got out and asked if his passenger could go into the tower to experience the quite incredible echo. My father took the two gentlemen into the tower and then the driver climbed the stairs and started to recite nursery rhymes.
I later found out that the other gentleman was none other than Lord Egerton of Tatton.