Post by Dumrat Post by Kate B Post by Kate B
Heaven knows the circuitous thinking which took me via Wimbledon, but there you go!
Once an Ursuline, always an Ursuline.
Oooh - were you two both at The Ursuline in Wimbledon? I taught at
Ricards Lodge (just up the road) for eight years. We had quite a few
sports fixtures and one notable mass brawl against the Ursuline
during my time there.
In Mey Day, Young Man, I'll have you know that the nuns kept a very
tight rein on us gels. The only time we ever met boys in school time
was school mass at Edge Hill with the Jesuit Wimbledon College boys.
Sister Joseph (small, vicious, taught Latin) used to stand at the
gates at going home time to make sure we were all wearing white
gloves. The Head Girl (tall, athletic, commanding) once addressed the
whole school after assembly to tell us that some girls had been seen
at Wimbledon Station not only not wearing gloves but CHEWING GUM.
Violence was certainly there, but less physical than mental, there was
quite a lot of bullying but no physical marks were ever left. Our
Dumrat is a few years younger than me but I suspect the conditions
were similar. I'm ashamed to say I had never heard of Ricards Lodge
until now. What - who - started the mass brawl?
Sister Joseph was still a fierce force to be reckoned with when Kate's
younger sister and I started together at the Wimbledon Ursulines in 1967
- by then, the white gloves were no longer part of the uniform, but
Sister Jo (as she was later affectionately known, as she was discovered
to have a heart of gold as she/we aged) would put the fear of God into
our 11 year old hearts when she randomly came into the classroom to
measure the distance of our uniform tunics from above our knees to the
ground, when kneeling.
I only heard about Ricards Lodge long after I left the school, and that
would have been when my mother moved into a flat in a block very close
to the school, in about 1994. Once when visiting her, I remember reading
something in the local freebie paper about a brawl at Wimbledon Station
involving Ursuline girls and maybe Ricards Lodge was the other school
(My having inherited that flat and it currently being on my mind because
of legal action being taken at the moment is most probably why I took
that circuitous route in the first place, by the way!)
Indeed yes, but it must have been several years earlier. In the late
80s, I'd guess. (I refer the honourable umrat to the answer I gave to
I hope the legal business gets sorted for you, Anne. Doesn't sound good.