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I have written to the K. N. several times a have been published regarding the future of our Town.
1.I believe that the old K.B.G.S. school and the new Tech .should be demolished and a new green-field site be introduced . Not more Car parks!
2.The old police station should be re-opened as a Contact -Point plus office space.
3.The buildings on North St. re-their facades should receive Funding to clean up this major artery through Kly.-so that those who pass through this Pennine Town see a glorious phoenix .!
I fear that nothing will be done in the future and Kly will lose "that was Jerusalem builded here amongst those dark satanic mills " flavour. Will it?
The bright new era of the 60's, when "slab" was the new Gothic; architects had discovered the "new" medium of concrete; when square was beautiful lines in nature; when(mutatis mutandis) the rest of british new build was sliding in tandem to oblivion. The accountants have inherited the Earth. Perhaps ,if we claimed it as a carbuncle, Charlie Windsor might persuade the Council to pull it down!
I never really was aware of the "Cock" chapel in Cav - which was just across Lord Street from the school gym and the "30s" corridor.
However, when I was in Beaky's 3a (1954-5)in room 36, the Cock was being taken down and the new building which was to become the "tech" was "teching" its place.
I remember seeing the deering do of the steel erectors walking (tightrope) across the steel girders they were putting in place. Watching them was more rivetting than some of the lessons we were treated to. It was from the third year that some of my subjects took a tumble - probably as much due to the Lord Street circus as to the stirrings of adolescence.
The following year in D3 - with Wilbur as form master - we had an introverted look into the old Mechanics and were engrossed in the sexual antics of the randy pigeons who had no respect of period, time of day or season.
I remember one Kenneth (now Lord) Baker stating on national radio in the 80s that he would prefer teenagers to learn about sex behind the bikeshed rather than from a teacher. At KBGS in the '50s we learnt from the pigeons.