The last week of October brought with it crisp mornings, drifting leaves and the unmistakable feeling that winter was...
Monday morning arrived beneath low grey clouds that drifted across the Sussex hills. The great bell rang promptly at...
By Sunday afternoon, the discovery beneath the old cedar tree had become the greatest secret in Ash House. David,...
By the middle of the autumn term, every boy at Highdon knew that the most important room in the...
Miss Blyton’s eyes rested briefly upon the iron ring before returning to the boys. “So,” she said with a...
Few places in England during the early 1970s seemed quite as separate from the outside world as Highdon School...
The most serious punishments at St Bartholomew’s School took place in the study of the headmistress, Miss Beatrice Blyton....
The school’s approach to teaching was simple, orderly and entirely without fuss. Lessons were carefully explained by the mistress...
The first lesson of a new school year was considered by many teachers to be the most important hour...
In July 1959, after more than three decades at the helm of St Anne’s School, Miss Beatrice Blyton made...
By the autumn of 1958, quiet but unmistakable changes had begun to sweep through the corridors of St Bartholomew’s...
At St Anne’s School, discipline did not end when the final bell rang each afternoon. In the eyes of...