Gwyn Hamilton writes: "I remember the very early days Eastwick School, in fact it was still being built when my twin sisters and I transferred there because our Mum, Mrs. Scoble, had been appointed as first teacher alongside Mr. Taylor, the Headmaster. 

There were just two classes. Mum had the younger children and Mr. Taylor took the rest of us. My sisters were 8 at the time and I was just 10 and in my 11+ exam year. We have fond memories of the 'Black Hut', it was wooden, raised off the ground and covered in some sort of black pitch. There was a coke boiler in the middle of the room with a flue that went through the roof . It had a wire cage around it. It got too hot around the boiler and too cold away from it. 

That first Spring Term - it must have been 1959 - every so often the lesson stopped and we all had to move around. This meant climbing over the large wooden desks with flapping seats which filled the hut, there was no room for an aisle. A little later two prefab classrooms arrived which gave us all more space.  There was a big wall round an orchard with peach trees and a big grape vine trained along the wall.

As soon as another teacher arrived (I think it was Mrs. Teague who had been an Opera Singer) Mr. Taylor would take the seven of us who were going to have to sit the 11+ for special lessons. If the weather was fine we always went outside and sat in the orchard or long grass with the birds singing and butterflies flitting past. It was very free and easy, we loved it. That very first top year group of 7 were: Robert Francis, Timothy Rawton, Paul, David, Janet, Claire and myself Gwyneth.

Other memories of those early days at Eastwick School include waiting to greet an important visitor with the Head Boy (I was Head Girl). I had picked a small bunch of flowers from the grounds and presented them to him while Paul showed him the way to the Headmaster's office. Other Prefect/Head Girl duties included helping to watch that the younger children didn't wander too far off in our open playtime area before we moved down to the school. 

I remember watching the workmen lay the playground .We first moved into the Hall, where Mum taught on one side of the room while Mr. Taylor taught on the other because the classrooms weren't finished yet.

We also enjoyed fetching in the school milk for the little ones and putting their straws in, helping them to change their shoes and button their coats at playtime. Then we patrolled the two classrooms to make sure everyone stayed outside. Mrs. Snellgrove was the first teacher who came to take the Infants with Mum - Mrs. Scoble.

There was an old farmer who lived in a shack right on the edge of the school grounds. He had Khaki Campbell Ducks. The ducks would come out to greet us when we arrived and left school.

1971/2 or thereabouts.