My best memories of Oamaru was playing a game against Waitaki Boys back in the sixties. After the game we had a few hours to fill in and a chap who was a fishermans son from Karitane took us back to the dorm to try some of his home brew. He crept down under the floor and a few seconds later there was a large boom. He emerged looking like a coal man just as a teacher arrived. Cant remember for the life of me his name but his academic endeavours came to an abrupt halt shortly afterwards. The rest of us got the cane for just being there and never got to try out the brew which was probably just as well.
Ha! Sounds like my time as Housemaster at Gore High Hostel. Well hidden though, that grog. On boy fell from the manhole in the ceiling while retrieving bottles and was knocked unconscious. By the time we were summoned to help the situation, all the alcohol had been spirited away without a trace :-)
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My best memories of Oamaru was playing a game against Waitaki Boys back in the sixties. After the game we had a few hours to fill in and a chap who was a fishermans son from Karitane took us back to the dorm to try some of his home brew. He crept down under the floor and a few seconds later there was a large boom. He emerged looking like a coal man just as a teacher arrived. Cant remember for the life of me his name but his academic endeavours came to an abrupt halt shortly afterwards. The rest of us got the cane for just being there and never got to try out the brew which was probably just as well.
Ha!
Sounds like my time as Housemaster at Gore High Hostel. Well hidden though, that grog. On boy fell from the manhole in the ceiling while retrieving bottles and was knocked unconscious. By the time we were summoned to help the situation, all the alcohol had been spirited away without a trace :-)
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