On Friday 19th of September Trevor Sharp, Technician, finally left St. Bede's after nearly three years. Great distress was heard through-out the land, or least N1, when the news was first broken. Gifts were given and received, including a penny and a part used pencil decorated with ethnic black swirls.
The SCR presented a Touch Screen watch, much appreciated, Trevor just hopes he does not break something so delicate! The Science Department presented a print of a Mallard Drake, co- incidentally framed by the lady who runs the Craft fairs which Harri frequents, and a Lab coat emblazoned with the signatures of the department. Not to be out done the IT department produced a Pentium chip cooler, with no likelihood of a computer to put it in. All these were very much appreciated and treasured.
Tim, Trevor's replacement, has already proved himself a useful servant of the school and will only become more so. If it breaks now it wasn't my fault!
And to St.Bede's...God bless all who sail in her.
As part of the Exeter PGCE course Trevor spent the first two weeks of term observing in two state schools. One Primary, Tollgate, and the other Secondary, Bishop Bell. During this time Trevor tasted life as a teacher, if a little sheltered from the hash realities of doing any actual work!
Tollgate came first with a week among the little people. On the second day the whole of year six went on a day long field trip and Trevor went too. "It was great fun. We spent a lovely sunny day at Fort Newhaven, enjoying the exhibits. Having to sit through an air raid and defending the fort from Napoleon's invading army. "
The major observation from this time would appear to be that the National Curriculum colour for Science faded very quickly from salmon pink to a yucky orange... I am sure OFSED can sort it out.
With the start of the new University term the Sharp's upped sticks and headed for the west. This change was surprisingly unstressed thanks to the help of Matty, Chez and Allen. On Saturday 5th October Harri and Trevor collected a 7.5 tonne truck and brought it to the front of the house. The contents of the house were then packed into the van with the help of the band of friends. Trevor had to pop round to Wickes to buy a new roll of rope to tie it all in.
The lorry load of Sharps, with Matty, set off at 2.30pm and headed for the sun set. The journey went very well with very little traffic and Baby Duck Spice was very good in her box on Harri's lap.
The truck arrived outside Rivendell at around 8pm, but the lorry was the wrong way round. The only way around this was to drive a mile and a half to the beach car park, turn around and return to the house. This took quite a while due to the narrowness of the lane. BDS liked the smells of the sea! Once the lorry was tucked into the lay- by outside the house it blocked next door's drive.
Everyone then started to unload. The boxes and furniture which were to be stored were arranged into a surprisingly small space in the garage. Thanks Matty and Dad. Meanwhile some friends who were driving passed stopped in the lane and started to help the furniture moving. The sofas got into the lounge after some straining in the dark with only a few casualties. Unfortunately the helpful passing travellers had to leave because someone wanted to drive passed and their car was in the way. Thanks still go to them. Thanks are also due to the neighbours who were not able to get their cars in or out of their drive, but parked round the corner instead.
With the lorry emptied of all the stuff for South Devon we repacked it with the Exeter bound gear. This completed the question of where to leave the lorry over night arose. A space was found near the sewage farm gates. (You can tell the local drivers in Devon, they are the ones who let the lorries passed rather than expecting them to give way!)
After church next morning we had lunch and set out on the return journey to Eastbourne via Exeter. The roads in this part of Devon are not the widest at the best of times, but the lorry did very well. Some of the on coming traffic was not so good. "Several times I though they were aiming to go underneath us," Trevor recalls.
Once on the A38 Harri took over for the first time. "hat was a bit worrying for me", said Trevor, "because I was now sitting in the middle of the cab with nothing to hold on to!" Harri did very well and BDS comforted Trevor by sitting on his lap (still in her box).
Having arrived in Exeter John Roberson's directions brought us straight to the door of Munby Cottage, with its view of the railway marshalling yards. Only half an hour had been allotted to unloading which was completed on time and Matty and Harri got back in the cab and drove off into the autumn sunshine.
Munby cottage is a fine residence. A hive of activity. We even had two Canadian ladies drop by unannounced who's relatives had lived in the house in the 1880's! So who knows what might happen next...
QUACK!!!!
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