You can find out more about Froyle School by following the Upper Froyle link from the Contents menu. Here we have some personal recollections of life at Froyle School over 50 years ago.

Jack Cooper, writing in 1986 for the School Farewell, remembers his schooldays in the 1930s.

“Half day holidays were few and far between. What is now (1986) Religious Instruction was then known as ‘Scriptures’ and was taught first thing each morning and on Wednesdays the vicar (The Rev.Father Sangster, known in the playground as ‘Daddy’) would come in on Wednesday mornings. Each year the Scripture Inspector would come and woe betide anyone who didn't know the answers. The exam usually finished mid-morning and at the end the Inspector, who, I suspect was really a very nice man, would have us on the edge of our seats waiting for the usual “Well, you all know that I can give you a half-day holiday if I think you have done well in the exam.........” A long pause would follow..........Every eye was fixed on him. We waited. He would turn to ‘Tommy’ Knight (the Headmaster) and say “What do you think, Headmaster?” One could almosty hear the silent prayers rising. “Well, it’s really up to you, Inspector.” Another long pause...........“Yes, I think they should have a half-day.” The sighs of relief were audible and with a “thank you” we were off for the rest of the day.
Another notable day (although no half-day was given) was when the piano tuner came. Teaching was not possible during the tuning and we were given reading or drawing. Someone was always elected to ask (at the end of the session) if the piano tuner would play a tune for us. He always did, and it was always a number called ‘The Cuckoo’. We later found out that it was the only tune he could play!

We hated the visit of the dentist who came in a caravan which was parked up at the college. If you had to visit him you were thankful if your name came early in the alphabet. The drill was worked by a foot pedal. Later in the day his feet got tired and the drill went slower!”