I went to this school when I was in the nursery class we had to go to sleep on little beds they were like camp beds. I'm not sure how old I was. Also we used to have to queue up in the hall a spoon full of orange juice and one of cod liver oil which was horrible. Does anyone else remember this, it was a lady called Miss Yendal who gave it us? I think that was her name.

Headmistress in the 40s and 50s was Miss Grout, a portly and aloof but nice lady. A young girl named Sue looked after the nursery kids that took their afternoon nap on canvas camp beds, her class was first on the left as you went through the front door, next class up on the left was I think a Mrs Gardner (or Harding) she looked after the 5 year olds and up. Then the last class on left before the door leading to the playground was Miss Payne's class, the assembly hall (and dinner hall I think) was on the right as you entered through the front door. I have memories of a sandbox table with a multi-coloured wooden toy windmill which if you reached up inside of it and pulled a string the windmill sails spun round.

I went to this school too as did some of my brothers. If I remember correctly, there was a big green entrance door leading to the very uneven red tiled corridor with many classes off of it. I remember having to have a nap on those canvas camp beds too and have to drink a 1/4 pint of full cream milk every day. Joy Panteli (Smith).

Yes, I remember that big green door and the milk in the little bottles. They were the good old days.

Hi Kathleen, I also remember Miss Yendall, a very kind lady. I suppose she would be classed as a teacher assistant today. Do you remember queing up in the hall once a month to see the "knit lady"? Apart from Miss Payne I cannot remember any other teachers from the infants. I also went to the junior school across the road. The headmaster was Mr Hambridge.

Yes I remember all of that and does anybody remember an arithmatic (in what it called in those days) teacher called Miss Bailey? I never forgot her as she smacked my knuckles with a ruler.

Carole (Goble). Do you have a brother, or cousin, called Keith? I went to the school too, and distinctly remember the camp beds and cod liver oil. What fun. Then, when I grew in to long flannel trousers, it was acroos the road I was transferred, then on to Queens Park C.S. school. Must have had admirers at all three. Anyone remember me?

Very dim and distant memory, must have been nursery class as it was before I was 5 (1960?). I remember the nap on the camp beds and milk but does anyone else remember having iced buns (half)? I retain a fondness for these! The pics above stirred these memories but I also remember the walk through the fruit and veg market, with the horse eating from it's sack, and the overwhelming smell which, many years later, I discovered was the smell of the nearby brewery.

I to went to St John's School Infants and Juniors. Does anyone remember Mr Barnwell - he was a maths teacher - little short man with glasses. We had him for our last lesson on Friday afternoon. He used to call you to give him a answer, and if you didn't know it, he would throw the black board duster which was made of wood. I remember the class was right up the top of the school.

I remember Miss Payne,she had a puppet she used to peek over the top of her desk, and also make her hair move up and down saying it was a wig . I was in her class about 1943 and then moved to juniors across the road. Mr Barnwell was there, he was very verbal and used to give the strap for the slightest thing