#WeAreInternational Alumni Stories
British but now lives in Canada, French and Latin, Class of 1959
"Happy days at an excellent university, of which I am truly proud, even though I am a Manchester boy. And my pride grows as I read and hear of so many achievements both of the University and of its alumni."
I married two years after graduating and left for Australia, then Canada which is where we have lived for the past 50 years. We have had a very eventful and happy life and produced six children, two Australian, one English and three Canadian. We believe in doing our bit - typical Brit!
I studied both French and Latin thanks to Professors Laughton and Lawton, two brilliant men who seemed to see some talent in me. However, the lure of the Student Union caused their optimism to be in vain.
Ours were the days of the houses on Western Bank in which were situated the lecture rooms and offices of various Art Departments. The Latin House backed pretty well into the forecourt of the Union; quite a temptation! Happy days at an excellent university, of which I am truly proud, even though I am a Manchester boy. And my pride grows as I read and hear of so many achievements both of the University and of its alumni.
In my case, many tales might be told of Rag days, Saturday Hops in the main hall of the Union, so often gatecrashed when the bar upstairs closed, just in time to sing all those Rugby songs. More gentile chats in the Western Bank main building refectory at the daily morning lecture break, and trips down to the Jazz clubs in pubs like the Hallamshire, where the dart-board was never free. Then finally at the end of the day, a visit to the first and ever so popular Chinese restaurant The Rickshaw, just across from the Hallamshire, where we could drink tea in a glass, for heaven’s sake.