Phil Blinkhorn remembers … — 3 Comments

  1. Mr Price … Clive Price the history teacher?
    I always remember him as a superb teacher … strict but passionate about his subject.
    Catchphrase … “When I was a lad….”

  2. Hi Phil I’ve only just come across this website and read your account of the Paris trip in ‘62. I was one of the youngsters that went to Orly Airport with you and well remember the journey on the Metro and the bus. I can’t remember who the other person was who went though it might have been Andy Thomas who I was with in St Johns Primary school, we tended to stick together in the early days at Xavs, although he never admitted to being an aircraft enthusiast. The accommodation was exactly as you described it and I recall our minders standing guard on the stair landings to ensure that we didn’t check out the baby doll nighties. There was also a debate about how to use a bidet as we had never seen one before. I was interested to hear about Brother Finbar as I always thought he was a bit strange and was intrigued by his sudden disappearance at the time. He seemed to have an obsession with giving out lines as punishment for trivial infringements. He once gave the whole class 30 lines of “Fresh air is invigorating” because the widow hadn’t been opened before he entered the room.

  3. Hi Mike, I visit this site infrequently and have just seen your comment. My enthusiasm for aviation continues to this day – a 71 year old often seen with a ladder and long lens at various airports around the world – and the interest provided me with a good income when I had my own company running conferences and training seminars for CEOs of airlines, ATC authorities and manufacturing companies as well as authorities like the FAA and CAA. I was able to retire 20 years ago on the proceeds! Another memory from the Paris trip that came back to me a few years ago while I was in a branch of Lidl was the fizzy, gloopy green mint drink that some of the lads tried when we went to Versailles. Sold in cans, it was quickly declared undrinkable by those who had spent 50 centimes (10 New Francs to the Pound). Remembering this and seeing cans of French made mint drink concentrate in Lidl, I spent 4 Euro thinking the product might be refreshing and could not be as bad as that in Paris half a century earlier. The instruction said to add either lemonade or water (flat or fizzy) for a refreshing drink. I did, it wasn’t, in fact it could best be described using the name of the drink that caused such amusement back in Les Lilas in 1962, which the French insist is the sound made when you unscrew the bottle! The syrup lingered at the back of a cupboard until I discovered it some years later and threw it out.

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