for some of us kids, I can remember going to Hastings with her. I have a vivid picture of her punishing boys in our class by hitting them on the backside with her wooden clog. I think she married a short while before I left the school and her name became Mrs. McVeigh(?) Berrymede Junior School 1967
remember her telling us before the scholarship that intelligent people make beautiful people (so PASS in other words). I didn’t. I also remember her telling me how different I was from my brother (she had taught him 12 years earlier)and how good he was. But despite all her misgivings – I still thought the world of her.