Our schools, and the teachers that taught us, live long in our memories.
Twenty or even 30 years after we’ve left, we still sit with mates down the pub and talk about the crazy teachers that used to taunt us, the pupils with the most disgusting habits or creepy bits of the school buildings that were off-limits.
We might still blush when we remember staring at the first girl we fancied, recoil in horror when we remember accidentally farting in class or grimace at the time your friend were caned by the headmaster.
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On our mission to collect as many of your school memories as possible we’re going to start with Cardinal Wiseman Catholic School in Ealing.
This 11-19 state comprehensive school and sixth form was (and still is) a staple of Ealing education and we can only imagine the stories pupils still remember fondly.
It is named after the Catholic Cardinal Wiseman, a Cardinal Archbishop of Westminster in 1850 and was first opened way back in 1959.
Over the years it has prided itself on providing a first-class level of education steeped in the moral traditions of the Catholic faith.
Generations of West Londoners will have benefited from this and even now it’s rated ‘Good’ by Ofsted.
The first thing you notice when you drive past the school is this weird green building that looks a bit like a can of sardines with windows squashed in at the corners.
It just looks odd – as if the school built it as an afterthought and didn’t really want to be responsible for it.
Indeed the pupils nicknamed it ‘The Spaceship’ and it was where activities linked to the local church – and the occasional school disco were held.
We spoke to a former pupil who remembers some hilarious stuff about the school and its teachers as well as getting a good education there.
Karen McCann told us: “There was a teacher called Mr Mulaney who taught sociology. He was really popular and well-liked because he used to treat teenagers like adults. He’d even let us smoke in one of the huts.
“There were quite a few teachers who married each other. The staff room must have been like a hotbed of sexual chemistry. I can remember two English teachers getting together and the history and French teachers and Mr and Mrs Bareas – two teachers who married each other and were kindred spirits of strictness.
“There was a pretty crazy teacher called Father Dangerfield (since deceased) who used to teach RE who would quote verbatim from the Bible and would go absolutely crazy if you didn’t know the answer and throw the board rubber at the kids.
“The next lesson he would always compensate with a big bag of curly wurlies!
“He used to welcome the boys with a hug when they came into the classroom!”
“Mr Holt was there for many years from the 70s and through the 80s. he was a passionate historian who passed on his enthusiasm to a lot of young West London children. He was idolised by some.
“Mr Davis the art teacher always used to play Jazz FM! Everyone thought he was really cool.”
She added: “Kids used to smoke in the toilets and behind the huts. The toilets always stank of fags.
“The spaceship was part of the church and they used to have school discos there and Irish family events like bingo.
“Me and my friends would write notes on paper towels and pass them to people to take them to friends in other classes like: “Do you fancy an iced bun from the tuckshop?’
“The tuck shop used to open at playtimes selling sticky pink buns and oily flapjacks.”
What London secondary school did you go to and what are your treasured memories of it? Please email comments and stories – the funnier the better – to [email protected]