Magpie Tales here I come!
Look at the way they are dressed! Ha ha! That pickie was probably snapped ages ago but I have to confess that (and please don’t laugh!) I had to dress in something very similar in the eighties at my boarding school in Brighton whenever we had formal outings to art galleries and the opera and things! Seriously, I did!
If you think that’s funny you should have seen our uniform! Embarrassing or what? Our winter get-up was made from something called serge! Serge, what a funny name! It was charcoal grey and made us look like walking sacks of coal!
As for our summer uniform, it was made from that checked material; gingham is it? Yes gingham. The skirt was like a parachute especially when it was windy! Oh gosh, the more I’m thinking about the worse it’s getting.
We used to have to polish our shoes until we could almost see our reflections in them. I had to have my long hair in two plats with little ribbony bows at the bottom!
And for PE, hockey and lacrosse I wore baggy navy blue shorts, although shorts was hardly an appropriate description! You could have hidden a ferret down them! Which reminds me, my friend’s brother kept a ferret down his trousers when he was a boy. I remember he got bitten ‘down there’ once. I wonder if he ever had children.
To look at the children in my class today it’s difficult to believe how different my school was, although I imagine it’s changed now; perhaps it’s moved into this century! Which gives me an idea. Perhaps we ought to hold a retro day. Yes, I’ll suggest it to the other staff members and the headmaster.
I’m glad I saw that picture now. Thanks Magpie!