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Upfield Preparatory School for Boys, Stroud

Upfield


 

School Reunion 2020

There are plans for a School Reunion during 2020 for all staff and pupils who attended Upfield Preparatory School for Boys between its opening in September 1949 and the departure of Jack and Sue Nelson in December 1973. If you are interested in further details please contact:

David Tate

Contact: davidvtate@me.com

or

Eric Berryman

Contact: Berryman2@earthlink.net

 

If you have any memories that you would like to share on this website please contact Richard Barton:

btsarnia@gmail.com

 

or please leave a comment below.

 


 

UPFIELD PREPARATORY SCHOOL FOR BOYS, Stratford Lodge, Stroud

Compiled by Richard Barton (1966-1969)

Stratford Lodge was built in the early 19th century. It was the last home of Walter Stanton M.P

The Stroud Journal of 5th June 1875 has this advert for Stratford Lodge:

“Stratford Lodge to rent for £80. Dining and drawing rooms. Library. 4 bedrooms, 3 dressing rooms, kitchens, pantry, attics. Stabling for 3 horses, flower garden, croquet lawn, large kitchen garden. Advertised by Mr Clark, Bookseller, Stroud”

‘In the immediate post-war years many parents were unable to find a satisfactory Boys’ School in the Stroud area. Upfield Boys’ Preparatory School was therefore opened at Stratford Lodge in September 1949 to meet this need.’

 This succinct account of the school’s history introduces the school prospectus, a copy of which was given to my father when I was enrolled into Form I during the summer of 1966. Upfield flourished for over twenty-four years under its founder, Mr John Buchanan Nelson, who was born on 26th June 1912 and who died in 1989.  The school was then given a new lease of life, under Mr Tony Smith, as ‘Nelson School’. The school eventually closed its door in the summer of 1988. Now that Stratford Lodge is a thriving eating house its days as a school will soon be forgotten even though former pupils are still able to identify the old flagpole situated near to the roadside which proudly proclaimed to the people of Stroud, each week, whether red house or blue house was in the lead. Although my connection with the school lasted only three years I feel something of its story should be recorded. This was confirmed for me when I recently visited Sue Nelson and discovered that she has carefully preserved record cards of former pupils, photographs, films and other ephemera – a treasury of memories of the old school.

Admission


 

Obituary of Jack Nelson

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Obituary of the Reverend John Roberts

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The School Prospectus for 1966

Prospectus

The School Prospectus, mentioned above, offers further insight into Upfield and is worth reproducing in full. The cover, turned out in the school colours of grey with scarlet trim, proudly presents the school crest and motto:

A shield divided into three segments displaying a book, a hand and an owl under the words ‘Mens et Manus’ – Mind and Hand.

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Eric Berryman remembers his time at Upfield

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School photo c. 1953.

David Tate is in the seated row, next to Whitaker and Mayo and Miss Taylor who had the infants classes. Next to her is Mr. Dorman who for a time lived in a tent on the school grounds. He published books about the Agha Kahn. I think he taught English. Nelson taught math and Latin. His pedagogical approach to teaching pretty well erased any interest I was ever to have in math. Next, is Mr Shilam (sp?) who taught religion. Harmless little fellow who had enameled lapel pins to hand out. We all got one. I’m in the top row, far right next to the doorway arch. A gawk for my age.

David Tate and I never lost contact over the many decades and geographic distances. He became a businessman with his own manufactory. I left for America in 1957 and retired from the US Navy and, following, federal civil service. Used to visit England often on business, see my parents, and attend quarterly Trust meetings in London. Briefly assigned to the NATO Maritime Command in Northwood.

One of the boys, it might have been Nash or, come to think, Hawkins came in first to my second in two consecutive cross-country runs. The small boys were let loose 30 or 40 minutes before upper forms. A great, clamorous gaggle stumbling across the Gloucestershire countryside. I was Red House and ultimately had Sub-prefect conferred on me. Arguably, the most senior status awarded in my lifetime.

Mr. Chivers is not easily forgotten. Outside a Benedictine monk’s cell, Mr. Chivers is unique in my experience for his poverty in material possessions and spartan lifestyle. I stayed in touch with him for some time snd visited him in his one-room cold water digs. He cooked on an electric hot plate. His one possession was a battered leather attache case. David Tate gave assistance in Chivers’ declining months and inherited the attache case. “Chunky” Chivers was even tempered, not easily provoked. In fact Mr. Chivers was beloved by pupils and perhaps Mr. Hutchison too. Some of us might even have harboured a crush for the women who taught the school’s infants.

Mr. Nelson may have mellowed with advanced age. In his halcyon days as Headmaster, he was rather more respected and feared by the staff as well as the boys. Nelson and I also stayed in touch. He took a particular interest in me for some reason. Once invited me to drive with him to see his relations in Shropshire.

The school was a success and Mr. Nelson tried to buy Lt. Col. Godfrey’s (sp?) much larger house and estate a mile or so up Stratford Road, but Godfrey asked too much money. It was his land, I think, that had the cricket pitch and pavilion where we annually had tea with our Upfield Girls School counterpart. Boys wedged tightly at one end of the room, and girls at the other end. The masters pushing very reluctant boys forward to socialize.

The school’s neighbour was Jessie (Stone) Liddell-Hart, ex-wife of noted military historian Basil Liddell-Hart. She never returned any ball we managed to knock into her garden. On a visit to see Mr. Nelson in 1972, he arranged a high tea hosted by Mrs. Liddell-Hart. Likely the most sumptuous tea I shall ever experience. She regaled us with stories of T E Lawrence (“Herself”, he called her), Allenby, Lloyd George (Stratford Lodge – the school – was his summer house, the painter John Singer Sargent and other notables from the early years of the 20th century.

We took our lunch next door at the hotel (is it still there?). Dreadful food. Too near the end of the war, still. Rationing was still in effect. A lesson in table manners, certainly. I’ve never tipped a soup bowl towards me since. Also, we drank – not eat – our soup. I’ve never actually got that bit to sink into my American wife and children for whom I remain in many ways a species of European anachronism.

Best regards,

Eric


 

From Andy Smith

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Stephen Price, Andy Smith, Johnny Griffiths, Tom Whittaker, Andrew (surname?), Hunt


 

School Photos for 1967 and 1969

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Upfield 1967

From Left to Right:

Back Row: Dickenson, Best, Gorin, Smith, Slinger, Gale, Wheeler, Bentley, Goulding, Barton, Gale, Hunt, Doyle, O’Dowd, Price, Griffiths, Scott, Sobot, Hinman, Davis.

Middle Row: (?), Franklin, Neate, Evendon, Bennett, Streatfield, Ractliffe, Chamberlayne, Lyes, Gardiner, Lata, King, Smith, Bentley, Sampson, Lynes, Hill, Ratcliffe, Garrett, Sewell.

Front Row: Townley, Gregg, (?), Hunt, Lisle, Hinman, Tomlinson, Mr. Philpott, Mr. Chiivers, Mrs Nelson, Mr Nelson, Rev. J. R. Roberts, Mr Wynn, Hinman, King, Baimbridge, Scott, Hurdle, Ellis, Sobot, Neate.

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1967 RJB

Photo of Richard Barton 1967 (Red House)


 


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Upfield 1969

From Left to Right:

Back Row: Bellamy, Dickenson, Baimbridge, Best, Hinman, Smith, Hunt, Gale, Doyle, Scott, Lisle, Hunt, Crocker, Davis.

Middle Row: Smith, Bentley, Goulding, Streatfield, Barton, Ratcliffe, Sampson, Pond, Neate, Ractliffe, Lynes, Hill, Ractliffe, Gale, Price, Dadson.

Front Row: Neate, Hurdle, Smith, Lyle, Mr Chivers, Mr Smith, Mrs Nelson, Mr Nelson, Miss Wools, Rev. J. R. Roberts, Mr. Foreman, Pruden, King, Dalton, Pruden.

Seated on the Floor: – (?), Scott, Bellamy, Greg, Ellis, Hunt.

 


 

The School Uniform

An additional note tucked in the back of the prospectus gives a clothing list and a reminder that all pupils must wear the correct School uniform although stating that certain articles of Sports Clothing were not compulsory for boys in the Junior School …

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Uniform

 

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Upfield School Football Shirt

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Craft Afternoons – Basketry

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From the pages of the Stroud News and Journal

Sue and the Pheasant

 

 

Newsletters 1966-1969

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Sept 1966 b

Dec 1966 a

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April 1967

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August 1967 c

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Dec 1967 b

Sept 1968 a

Sept 1968 b… Somethings are better forgotten …

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Carols 1968

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Dec 1968 b

 

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Form List a

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Form List c

Form List d

 

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April 1969 b

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The School Reunion in 1984

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5 comments on “Upfield Preparatory School for Boys, Stroud

  1. Steve Sobot
    May 26, 2017

    I remember Mr. Nelson explaining details of the carburettor and the internal combustion engine. Fantastic stuff, and brilliantly taught. I remember Mrs. Nelson showing us the donkeys, Jenny and Clover. I remember the peacocks, and the wonderful display made by the male. I remember the pride felt when the blue flag was on display. I remember “blobbing” the milk bottles and putting straws in just before the morning break. I remember walking to the Laurels, and the manager, Mr. Stairs. Lots of memories, thanks for the article!

    • Richard Barton
      May 26, 2017

      Thanks, Steve, any further memories and photos would be greatly appreciated. We were at Upfield at the same time. Kind regards Richard

      • Richard Barton
        September 19, 2019

        Hi Steve, I have recently updated my blog …

  2. Eric Berryman
    September 19, 2019

    I am hard-pressed to identify any particularity in my Upfield experience that carried over into adulthood. In hindsight, it is a blend of things that coalesced to shape and fit me to meet the world on its terms, not mine. Literacy, for certain. For reasons that can only be explained by a good psychiatrist or Deity, lessons on Joseph Conrad as taught by Mr. Chivers have stuck.

    Politeness: we tipped our caps to passing staff. We rose to our feet when a Master came into the room. Table manners. Determination: by sheer power of will Mr Nelson got me to learn to swim in the park pool across the street. Physical stoicism behind mullioned windows in cold classrooms because, as the Head warned, “warmth promotes germs.” Soccer in virtually any sort of weather. I played wing. Oddly, a life-long love of gardening and crafts. My large, fret-worked letter holder decorated Nelson’s desk for many years.

    It is a stretch to describe my Upfield tenure as being a happy time. Not because of the school, per se. My home life was a bit of a shambles from which I needed to escape, and did. After a couple of years taking GCEs at Gloucester Technical College, 17-years old, I emigrated to America. Seventeen being the minimum age for unaccompanied immigration. Upfield went with me. It was with me in a US Army infantry division in Germany, and in Vietnam where I was assigned to the Military Assistance Advisory Command with the job of helicopter door gunner. And Upfield was very definitely present ashore and afloat in the Pacific, the Atlantic and in the Pentagon when I made the US Navy a career.

    It is with me today, closing in on 80 birthdays. Four Upfield class photographs (1952, 1953, 1954, 1955) decorate the walls of four of our five children in New Mexico, California and Ohio. The fourth photo is with us here, on Cape Henry in Virginia.

    • Richard Barton
      September 19, 2019

      Thank you Eric for sharing these experiences and I look forward to meeting you in 2020.

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