Do you remember your old school days? Did YOU go to Xaverian College before it turned into a co-ed sixth form college? Do you have experiences that you think no one would believe today as education has changed so much that those dim far off days seem like another world with different ethics, standards and punishments? If so, please drop me a line and we will include them in this blog. To view any of the photos just click the image to enlarge. To see ALL the photos we have so far, Click Here.
If you would prefer your contribution to remain anonymous please let me know and I will include it without your name and this will of course remain confidential. Send your memories to: firstname.lastname@example.org
The opinions expressed in this site are purely personal. Memories can grow dimmer so apologies for any inaccuracies you may find. Please feel free to contact me if you find any obvious errors.
Were YOU at Xavs in 1961?
If you were, the chances are you are on the splendid school photograph acquired by James Kedian from Tony Knowles the present principal. Please look at the page, tell me which image and your position and I will create a rogues’ gallery of the survivors. The youngest will be 71 or 72 so I am not expecting that many, but who knows?
John gives us an insight into life at Xavs in the sixties as well as how his life turned out subsequently. Read now
June at Xaverian College in the Sixties
The end of May and beginning of June was the dreaded time at Xavs when ‘O’ levels were taking place in the gymnasium. I remember it felt as hot as the inside of my father’s greenhouse – not the best atmosphere for trying to conjure up the odd sentence from Henry IV Part One in the absence of having any idea what the play was about.
Occasionally one of the more sensitive boys would end up vomiting, the excitement proving just too much. I was reminiscing with Fred Wilson the other day on one of our annual catch-ups. I really liked French and had no problem remembering vocabulary. However, because I was painfully self conscious, the idea of speaking the language was a nightmare. There was an oral examination which meant we had to engage in French conversation with a complete stranger. This was one of the most embarrassing episodes I can ever recall and I am beginning to feel hot round the neck area as I think about it. My French conversation consisted of ‘Oui’, ‘Non’ and precious little else. The bespectacled middle aged spinster who had to endure this travesty let out a couple of ‘tut’s’ and I knew I was sunk.
I have recently come back from Provence and had no problem conjuring up most of the words that I had learnt so well way back in 1964. My Piece du Resistance was being able to ask reception for the ‘lunettes’ which I had left in the bar the night before. Thank you Mr McEvoy and even Brother Finbar!
Who was the ‘Cool Kid’ in your class?
I think there was always one student who stood out from the crowd in most classes. I remember one – I am fairly sure he went to the Prep School as well as Xaverian. His name was John Scott. Mr McAvoy (who took us for French) came in one afternoon and start to tell us what a wonderful innings he had seen Scott play and what a future he could have as a batsman. I always wondered whether Scottie lapped it up or found it embarrassing. Probably the latter – otherwise he wouldn’t have remained the cool kid. I don’t really like that Americanism – class hero seems much more British. He was also a good footballer and did okay academically.
Does anyone know what happened to John Scott?
Anyone remember this?
I seem to remember when I was very young (7 or 8 maybe?) being taken to see a school play at Xavs. This was before the extravaganzas that were Chuck Sellars’ concerts. It was Julius Caesar. Am I the only surviving witness?
Manchester Xaverian School Photograph, 1957
Thanks to our anonymous source for donating two partial school photographs from 1957. The quality is fairly good. A special mention to Tony Pope as my informant tells me he can be clearly seen on the second image. Click image for full size photo. More photos
Thanks to my old classmate Adrian Rowland for supplying the wonderful photo of the leaving class of 1960. Between us, we have managed to identify nearly all the boys although we are struggling with some of the christian names and one of the boys who was hidden behind Mr Quayle. If you can help or if you know any of the class and can let us know how they are doing (all in their seventies now, of course) please email me at the above email address. Just click the photograph to see our list of pupils.
Sad News – the passing of Bernard Lackey
From Liz Eyre:
‘I have sad news to report – Bernard Lackey died 4th June 2018 aged 89.’