It’s funny the words that we sometimes use to hurl insults
at each other. Although when I say funny it isn’t the ha-ha kind and I’m not at
all sure that peculiar quite catches it either. Good old Bill could turn quite
an insult: ‘You peasant swain! You whoreson malt-horse drudge!’ ‘You juggler! You
canker-blossom!’ I have no idea why a juggler should be seen as an insult, I
quite like them, they’re very dexterous. Perhaps that’s the insult.
I’ve been called quite a few names in my time, but I gave up
saying ‘sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me’
when the perpetrators of my taunting saw the sense in what I was saying and
began beating me with branches and throwing bricks at me. What a Doey I must have been. But I digress.
My school days are a distant memory now and they somehow
seem to have become muddled together with Tom Brown and Billy Bunter. It was an
all boys school with a boarding house, although only a third or so of the boys
were boarders. We had prefects who caned, fagging, a tuck shop, bullying, and
some of the masters hadn’t a teaching qualification to their name. It was great
in many ways, a tiny microcosm of society with all its class structure,
prejudice and cruelty. Acting, looking or being different was not a good idea.
It was far better to tow the party line - which brings me to Burbidge and Doey.
Mathew Burbidge was a boarder in School House. He was a tall
chap with fair hair and, unfortunately for him, a twitch. It wasn’t a very bad
twitch, occasionally his head would flick to one side and his eyes would blink
several times. Not a bad twitch at all, but enough for his life to be made
misery and for his name to be used as an insult for anyone who tripped or
stumbled: ‘You Burbidge’ the boys would shout every time someone dropped a
rugby ball or fumbled a catch at cricket. Burbidge just sat at the house sidelines and blushed. Well, what else could he do? Fighting back against a couple of hundred other boys wasn't really an option.
Doey on the other hand was quite different. Doey Quainton (I never
knew his first name, just his nickname) was a day boy and came from one of the villages
surrounding the school. His father was dead and he lived in a cottage with his
mother. He was an affable chap who was always smiling and he did everything
slowly. He talked slowly, walked slowly, laughed slowly, eat slowly, he even
cross country ran slowly and was always last back to school after the five mile
run. Of course all that slowness, together with his continuous smile and the
fact that he was a day boy, obviously meant that he was the village idiot.
If anyone did something stupid, or reported a minus weekly house point score at the weekly lunchtime house meeting in the chem lab, then he was called a ‘Doey’ or, if it was a particularly stupid act, a ‘Doey Quainton’. Doey didn't seem to mind though. He simply kept smiling, moving along slowly on his way to the library where he spent most of his time.
If anyone did something stupid, or reported a minus weekly house point score at the weekly lunchtime house meeting in the chem lab, then he was called a ‘Doey’ or, if it was a particularly stupid act, a ‘Doey Quainton’. Doey didn't seem to mind though. He simply kept smiling, moving along slowly on his way to the library where he spent most of his time.
Burbidge and Doey left school the year after I arrived. Doey
went to Cambridge
and Burbidge went to work in the family business. Their names however lived on
in our school and when I left six years later you could still hear the cries of
Burbidge and Doey from small boys who had absolutely no idea why they were
saying it or who Burbidge and Doey were.
Fame can take many forms I suppose.
Fame can take many forms I suppose.
Andrew Height
ReplyDeleteI know a little but not much. Doey became a physics teacher and quite a well know amateur astronomer. He reported Coment Shoemaker in 1994, but for some reason was never accredited with the discovery and it went to Carolyn and Eugene M. Shoemaker and David Levy. Burbidge worked as in his father's Oxford harpsichord manufacturing company and became MD, then chairman when his father died. Burbidge sold the business in 2009 and retired to Barbados where he died from a sudden heart attack last year.
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Sharon Taylor wow I don't think that I know that much about my school 'mates', although one of my best friends from junior school owns Goltho Gardens in Wragby, which I am a bit jealous of!
Andrew Height
Just remembered, Burbidge's father's name was Goble. I think the Burbidge name was something to do with his mother. I don't know why he used it, perhaps they were divorced or something.
Sharon Taylor on FB
ReplyDeletethere are a lot of unanswered questions about ones school mates. Who knows the life behind closed doors anywhere.
Andrew Height
ReplyDeleteI also went to school with Howard Goodall and Julian Merrow-Smith. Most of the boarders parents were rich and abroad in Africa. We even had a Iraqi prince for a while. Yes, even I can't believe it. I often pop to the Thamensian website to see how my peers are doing.
Sharon Taylor on FB
ReplyDeletemy school KEVIGS louth had a few famous pupils too!
Sharon Taylor
Corinne Drewery, lead singer of pop group Swing Out Sister
Sir John Franklin, author and explorer, who attended from 1797 to 1800...See More
Sharon Taylor
pity I didn't attain very much.
Andrew Height
ReplyDeleteMe neither.
Sharon Taylor on FC
ReplyDeleteI don't know Andrew Height we both have property and that is something x
Kevin Parrott
ReplyDeleteCould Robert Goble be Burbidge's grandfather?, and could his father be Andrea Goble?
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Robert_Goble
Andrew Height
ReplyDeleteMaybe, probably Kevin. I know the school bought a Goble clavichord at a discount from them.