Site maintained by Oaksys Tech Ltd Schools   Kindergarten I started my school life in a German Kindergarten not far from Dusseldorf. We were taught in English and German which was not a problem. The big problem was that I’m left-handed. The local teachers insisted on trying to make me write with my right hand. My first brush with authority I guess! I still write left-handed! Schools College After Grammar School came a quiet rebellion. I’d had enough of education and wanted to get on with life and earn some money. In a few years I realised that if I wanted to progress I’d have to take Further Education. This led me to a five year long endurance of part time college education. I spent long evenings in college listening to lecturers who didn’t really know their subject. If only I’d been given some guidance at the time of decision on Universities. I suppose this shaped my whole outlook on providing leadership and support to young men in youth organisations. Progress needs guidance or people will lose their way. Schools Secondary I had the luck to pass the “Eleven+” exams, despite the prediction of my primary school teacher, and gained entrance to the local grammar school in Buckinghamshire. This was an ancient and excellent school, but unfortunately I was not an inspired pupil. It was my first exposure to wealth and privilege. Many of the pupils were boarders, but I was a lowly day boy. My family moved again and I was moved to a large grammar school in Nottingham, it was three times the size of the previous school. For some reason I was inspired by the teaching and worked hard to gain good qualifications. I even organised a large charity event involving hundreds of pupils. Primary For me it seemed to be a time of constant change as the family kept moving home. First in Germany, then back in Kent in England (walking through Dover Castle to get to school). Then two schools in Berkshire followed by a move to Buckinghamshire for a couple of years then on to my final primary school in Buckinghamshire. This was an idyllic life in a small country village where the total number of pupils was no greater than thirty boys and girls. The village was isolated. We were cut off for a week in the winter of 1963. Schools