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On my first evening at the College in September 1955, I joined five other new boys in Pelham House. We were allocated our own small dormitory. In the early evening, at about 7.30 p.m., we decided to have a pillow fight, and a frantic session ensued — much enjoyed by all!
Unbeknown to us new boys, the Headmaster, Roger “The Nog” Northcote-Green, was hosting a dinner party in his dining room - unfortunately, directly beneath our dormitory! The story had it that the chandelier rattled and dust was dislodged, falling onto the gathering below.
Our Housemaster, whose name I regret I do not recall (during WWII he served in Burma as a Gurkha officer and lost a leg when he fell on a Japanese grenade to protect his men in a trench), dealt with the matter swiftly. We all received a telling off and never repeated a pillow fight for the rest of our time at school - happy days!
Peter Taylor-Lane
Pelham 1955-59