Tony Hendry's Photo Album


Tony 'Tuff' Hendry was 80 in March 2008 and he met up with a few 'old boys' for lunch in Whitam.

November 2016 .. Two emails from Ivor Richardson, regarding Tony, have been added to the end of his page.

He brought along his photo album covering his period boarding at Palmers Boys.

A few of his photos are reproduced below together with some notes he added at the time. There is definately a 'sporty' theme to his pics!

If you can add any details to them please let us know.

 

Tony Hendry died in October 2013 after a short illness.
Tony, known to the boys by the nickname of "Tough", taught PE at Palmers for 16 years from 1951 to 1966.
An article, mainly written using Tony's own words, but with some additional comments by his son David Hendry (Palmers 1974-76), appeared in the September 2014 OPA magazine.

 

Click on a thumbnail to see a larger picture.


Click here to view a PDF file showing an old Gondoliers programme from Tony's collection

 

TWO EMAILS FROM IVOR RICHARDSON

August 2016

Just browsing idly on OP website and the name of ‘Tuff’ Hendry caught my eye with news of his 80th birthday celebration dinner.
This would make him 88 this year and I sincerely hope he is still going strong.
I came from a very poor family and in later years, studying to be a teacher myself, I found that (along with many others) I was the subject of a study, ‘The working class boy in a Grammar School’. I was mainly oblivious of its nuances at the time but it is probably reasonable to say I was looked upon (again, with several others) with some disapproval, resentment even, by much of the ‘establishment’.
My point is that Tuff was never part of that, more to the contrary in fact. I have always owed him particularly, together with some of his colleagues, a great debt for the encouragement and support he gave me in bolstering my severely wounded (but unconscious) confidence at the time.
However, just being at Palmers, albeit with minimal academic success, made a profound impact on my life.
Tuff must have started at Palmers the same year as myself (1950), in a somewhat different capacity of course. But he was new too, and it helped. Perhaps that is why many of the photos he submitted, were of that era (1950-55).
Anyone attending at that time would feel the same delight as myself at the responses they provoked. I recognise many faces, which inevitably provokes the thought of how life panned out for them.
I think Mr.Hendry must have had a very satisfying one considering his attendance at the dinner in 2008.
Coming finally to my main point concerning the photographs, there is picture of a lad diving from a 3 metre board at Bata swimming baths. It was at the annual swimming gala/competition for 1950 or 51 and it is me (Ivor Richardson...who Tuff habitually called ‘Ifor’). I was representing Brooks House and came second. I was beaten by Robert Jones who I remember as a super lad, who went on to win it again the following year when I came third. He appears again in the photos, notably in the one of 1953 East and North Dorm boarders.
My photo was taken by a lad called Johnson or Johnston who lived in Tilbury. I think his Christian name was Barry. It is very good, maybe even a fluke, considering his age and the technology available to him at that time.
I treasured this photo for several years until I was called up for National Service in 1958, when I left it behind with a girlfriend who then found someone else. I have never seen it since.
You can imagine my astonishment and joy to see it among those submitted by the wonderful ‘Mr.’ Hendry...
My sincere hope is that ‘Tuff’ is still around, perhaps to take a little pleasure from this smidgeon of information lost among the vast collection of memories in his career.
Yours sincerely...Ivor Richardson...

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Hello Ruth... Thank you so much for the news of Mr. Hendry and the attached copy of ‘Old Palmerian’ which I found most interesting, along with an appreciation of the hard work that goes into its production. I am sure there are many like myself who have good reason to be grateful for its existence. I have been wallowing in nostalgia ever since I discovered ‘my’ photo among those left behind for the magazine, by ‘Tuff’ Hendry.
I can’t describe the rush of grief and loss I felt on seeing your news, as if a small but cherished part of my life had been dismantled, but reading his obituary did much to assuage the sadness. He draws attention to the impact of then Headmaster, Mr. F J Jordan and the values he imparted in the paragraph, ‘significant others’. These values permeated the ethos of the school, to the considerable advantage of those whose characters it was shaping. I think the ‘Old Palmerian‘ bears testimony to that.
I met Mr. Jordan face to face occasionally, or rather, not face to face. He caned me, several times, four cuts on one occasion, for not doing set homework; the old fashioned way of ‘earning your stripes’.
Swimming naked tended to reveal evidence of those meetings, to the delight of those around you...the embarrassment not just for being naked. But, there was prestige in it too.
I later earned a book prize for ‘Progress’ (which I still have). Just seeing your address provoked nostalgia.
For five years I did a paper round for the newsagent on Southend Road, (Bridges, I think it was, near the school crossroads), delivering among others to JMP (Jimpy) Grove, maths teacher and form master.
I knew Brian Coker (Rowland Hall) who lived just round the corner from the school (there’s a story in there but not for now). His mother was the most sweet and gentle ‘lady’ (in every sense), who gave me much encouragement and five shillings (quite a sum for a ten year old in 1950) for passing the ‘scholarship’ as we called it, gaining my love and respect in perpetuity.
Other ‘faces’ I recognise in Mr. Hendry’s obituary, the 1953 football team photo, include ‘Bill’ Bloss’ (four left, shot putter and Victor Ludorum), Peter Gorin (five left, g/keeper, in my form, a year younger than the others) Norman Harris (seven left, whose father owned the local coach firm.
He terrified me at East Thurrock but who later proved to be a charming and helpful ‘gentleman’, Tony Carr (second right, first row, also East Thurrock. Another super lad, his mother was my very first teacher as an infant at East Thurrock, a very kind and lovely lady).
That’s about it...Sorry if I’ve gone on...emotion carried me...
All best wishes...Ivor Richardson...

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