Welcome to the new Regis school web site.
May i welcome you all to the new Regis web site. Although originally intended for the "1959 intake", i have expanded it to include some aspects of other years. Please feel free to browse the site and please let me have any comments you may have. we would welcome any stories you may have of your time at Regis and any photo's you may have would be greatly appreciated as we are constantly on the lookout for new material. I would like to express my thanks to all those who have contributed including Sue Worsey, the late (and sadly missed) Ivor Beechey and so many many more. Feel free to follow us on facebook, there is an "i went to Regis" group.
Heard from Nick who publishes a website for later year Regis and Kings school entrants, please visit his site at the following link:-
Also "we went to Regis" on Facebook
Can anyone Help please?
Searching for a cousin - Anthony (Tony)
you help me locate a cousin of mine Tony Blakemore. Tony used to live in
Castlecroft and I am sure that along with his brother Ken used to attend the
Ken sadly passed away in 1982 and I believe at the time
Tony was living in Manchester. My wife and I emigrated to Sydney in the same
year. However contact with Tony was lost prior to us emigrating when Ken &
Tony's father, my uncle Frank, passed away in 1977.
We have visited the
UK many times since emigrating & I have tried in vain to find Tony on
several occasions. He was born in 1950 so would now be 62/3.
Should you have any information of any
kind it would be very much appreciated.
Was it really 1959 when i, along with many of you, first entered the Hallowed Regis portals? In some ways it seems like only yesterday and yet in other ways it seems like it was in a different universe or time and place. Those days of yore when school milk came in little bottles and we were expected to maintain the status quo by behaving and following the dress code. Does anyone else remember feeling like a very small fish in a very large pond? Days when been caught having a crafty ciggie met with instant retribution of Mr Macgregor (an errant smoker himself) and misdemeanors were met with a most terrifying word, "detention". Been at that stage in life where you realize that there is more behind you than in front of you it seemed time to take a nostalgic look back to that time in a galaxy so far far away. In these pages i have had and enjoyed enormous help from several people including Dave Croydon, Susan Worsey, Eric Thomas and the late Ivor Beechey, who i miss greatly. To all those i say a warm and very heart felt thank you. I could not have done these pages without your help, thank you. Special mention should be given to Sue Worsey, who as a fellow old pupil was able to greatly assist in recirculating the old grey matter with memories, thanks Sue.
This is not my first attempt at a Regis web site however i have found out that due to reliability problems, readers were not getting the service they deserve. To this end i have obtained the services of another web provider and look forwards to a less stressful time with :-
Frank Batkin. Webmeister.
Greetings one and all. First let me welcome you to the site, the fact that you are reading this is testament to those who tried (often in vain), to teach us. It is now many years since i trod those steps to room 11 and Malcolm Marples class (1D) and a lot of water has gone under the bridge since those days. Also it must be said likewise a lot of growing up although i can still be the village idiot when called upon. Sadly i never became a pop star, how could i with Lennon, McCartney, Jagger and Richards out there? I tried, had moderate success with a band in the early 70's but by then i had the work ethic and somehow found out that they did not mix. still i cannot complain, having worked for the same company for 42 years, i was able to secure early retirement, something that in the light of the way the company is now run, was no bad thing but thats another story. Again fate took a hand, my wife was working as a family historian and secured a job overseas in the land of Elvis, Chuck Berry, Jerry Lee Lewis and if you pardon the sound of me puking, the monkees. Well we moved here to Indiana, a cousin bult us a house, and i now have time to sit on the deck, play guitar, go fishing or garden so life is pretty good. I could never have forseen these days from back then in 1959. Don't get me wrong, life at Regis was not too bad but for me but what followed after i left, was better.
The "HOUSE" SYSTEM
During our time at Regis, the House system was based on rivers and consisted of four houses -
SEVERN (house colour red) , THAMES (yellow), TRENT (green) and MERSEY (blue).
A short history of Regis taken from Wolverhampton archives.
Dedication of The Regis School, Tettenhall
Dedication of The Regis School, Tettenhall
- Ref No: LS/LT373p
- Repository: Wolverhampton Archives & Local Studies
- Date: Mar 1958
- Author: Staffordshire County Council
- Class: LT373p
- Admin History: The Regis School, Tettenhall opened in 1955 as one of Staffordshire's first comprehensive schools. Originally administered by Staffordshire Education Committee South East Divisional Executive the school passed into the control of Wolverhampton Borough Council in 1966. The same year the headteacher Godfrey Cretney was knighted for his services to education. The school closed in July 1998 and re-opened in September the same year as the Kings School, administered jointly with St Peter's Collegiate School as a Church of England Voluntary Aided school.
May i take this opportunity to recommend the following website "lost Wolverhampton" You will find a link on our links page and for anyone of Regis age you will find things about the town to jog your memory. You may even wish to contribute your memories to the site. For more information please contact Billy on the site.
This is a free site for all former pupils of the Regis school, Tettenhall. Please feel free to wander and browse these pages and take a nostalgic look back to a time when it seemed Britain ruled the music world, and we, though we may not have known it, were having the time of our lives.