Mum
looked after everyone with no complaints but had to write to the LCC
on many occasions to ask for assistance in things that I needed. For
example; the school issued me with uniforms but not other essential
items like underwear, a topcoat and gloves etc; so she had to write
to ask for reimbursement.
Wolverstone was fantastic! I had now been at the school for a full term,
we had moved to this wonderful place in the country and many of the
boys from Maidenhead had left to join the full time Navy at HMS Ganges
where they took boys at 16. Those of us who moved to Wolverstone therefore
were now old hands to the new ones who had just joined. Now was my chance
to join the band! As I had done some singing and started learning the
Flute previously I was hoping to continue on that instrument, but there
was not one available so I took what was on offer and that was the Cornet.
As I already read music it didn't take me long to get the hang of the
cornet and there were quite a few guys in the band who played it so
I offered to change to the Baritone which was much bigger, a bit like
a small Euphonium which of course in a years time I was to find myself
playing in a much bigger band. I had only just had my teeth brace removed
so although playing the Flute with one would not have been difficult
it did pose problems with brass instruments so I was glad to get rid
of it. One thing I have not mentioned since joining the Nautical School
is that I had to revert back to my birth name of Michael Reed, The LCC
was paying for my full time education at Wolverstone and that was part
of the deal! More about the name change later.
1948
It was a good year, I had made many friends at school most of us were
thinking ahead and trying to plan for the future! The unique thing about
the London Nautical school was of course that most of us were without
parents! Some like me had foster parents so we were quite lucky. During
48 when I went home on leave I took a friend with me when mum and dad
were happy to have him along. This was Michael Walters who was a Trombone
player in the band and had no parents to visit. When we went home he
usually stayed at the school as there was always staff to cope with
the unlucky ones.
During
the summer of that year Michael came to stay with us for the summer
holidays which included our usual two weeks in Boscombe. Michael became
a good friend and along with some other Woolverstone boys…Bob
Rawson, Dave Rice, Cliff Bull and Tug Wilson we were all to audition
for the Royal Marines Band Service during the November half term and
in January of 1949 we all joined the Royal Naval School of Music as
it was known at that time at Burford in Oxfordshire.
The
Royal Naval School of Music based near the village of Burford in the
heart of Oxfordshire was very different to the easy going life we had
been experiencing at the RNTS in Wolverstone. For a start we joined
up with a group of about 40 boys all from very different walks of life
and most of them with little musical knowledge, so we few from the training
ship thought we were very superior.
The
camp was about four miles from Burford where the school had moved to
from Scarborough in Yorkshire where it had been based during the war.
It had been a prisoner of war base for some years made up of mostly
single story buildings spread over quite a large area. It was ideal
for the school as it had to have teaching facilities for about 350 band
boys, house and feed them and the support staff and all the necessary
accommodation for around 500. Our first 3 to 4 weeks in that cold January
of 1949 were spent mostly on the parade ground learning how to march
properly - then being issued with various uniforms and having to learn
how to lay a 'kit-muster' and lastly being informed at last what instruments
we were going to play! Although at the LNTS I had been playing the Baritone,
I was hoping to get back on the Flute and Piano as they were the two
instruments that I had been auditioned on. It was not to be! My superiors
informed me that I was to play the Euphonium & 'Cello. The Euph
was fairly familiar to me - but what was this thing called the 'Cello?
I was soon to find out!