The Swimming Pool
Raising funds for the Swimming Pool at Laindon High Road School and Swimming Lessons at Hutton Residential School
Seeing the articles on the building of the swimming pool reminded me of a comment in my report book from the end of the school year 1958. Planning and fundraising started about 1957 so we were all encouraged to raise money to help build the pool by making articles and collecting bric-a-brac to sell at the Bazaars, sales and events arranged and held at the school.
I remember one of these sales in particular where I helped Mrs. Miniken on a stall that was held in the old gymnasium on the east side of the Quad. I left school at Easter 1960 and although the open air pool was more or less completed I don’t remember being able to use it before I left. I never did have the chance to swim in the new pool. Eventually funds were raised to enclose the swimming pool with a building in the early 1960’s.
Who remembers the weekly swimming lessons at the swimming baths at Hutton Residential School near Shenfield?
Those swimming lessons were a torment to me, I have always suffered with travel sickness so the weekly bus ride was a nightmare. By the time we arrived in the bus I was in no fit state to swim. The teacher who taught us used to wear a skirt not sports wear like they do these days. Now how shall I put this?—-Her under garments were less than adequate being rather loose and baggy. As she used to stand on the edge of the pool making gestures and demonstrating how to do breast stroke the boys would all line up in the pool close to the edge of the pool giggling as her skirt waved around exposing her underwear etc!!!!!! She seem completely unaware of their apparent amusement.
Fortunately after a short while after I had learned to swim my days at Hutton came to an abrupt end. I managed to acquire a verruca on my foot from the swimming baths so my mother would not let me attend the lessons any more. In those days the treatment for verrucas was to have them burnt out by acid being applied to the area and a scalpel used to eradicate the offending patch of skin. Over about six weeks I had to hobble all the way over to the clinic in Florence Road south of the station for the nurse to treat my foot. It was extremely painful but it got me an afternoon off school (if I remember correctly a double period of maths) and the distress and agony of those swimming lessons. Happy days !!!!!!!