Here, at last, is the transcription of a wonderful, handwritten article that has gathered dust in the archives for many years. Unfortunately, I do not know when it was written, but would estimate about 1978. What a pity there is not more of it!
C P Vale gives an affectionate account of the man that leaves me thinking that CSK was an eccentric buffoon, but that does him an injustice. I think Corwyn was trying to enlighten us about his human side rather than provide a thorough account of his Headship (which has been covered elsewhere by himself and others).
I hope it stimulates some more memories and reactions from those who were fortunate to be at school in his time. Here is the first welcome response to the document (which is readable in Microsoft Word 97 onwards – if anyone needs another format, do let me know).
Trevor Reece writes:
“I think that the notes are a pretty accurate description of CSK. He was first and foremost greatly eccentric, but as the notes show, over and over again, his main love was his School and his boys.
“I think it is difficult to appreciate what the School would have been like in the early days and also to appreciate that, in the main, the pupils represented the elite. They were capable of working themselves from text books with the minimum of help from the staff. More in keeping with night school, college or university.
“As the notes say, CSK was a kindly caring man – sentiments echoed by the articles written in the Woden by Joe Turner and Ted Davies after CSK’s death. We must remember Joe knew and worked with CSK for a long time and not only was Ted Davies a teacher, he was also a pupil.
“CSK was intimidating particularly for young boys and this was probably especially true when he was much younger than when I had the fortune to know him [his last 3 years as Headmaster]. My memories are full of his skill in managing boys and his kindness to us all in general, but myself in particular. There is no doubt in my mind that he was a great man, and I think that the majority of the boys who passed through his care would agree with me.”
Some observations and memories of C S Kipping