|Centenary Year 1964|
The Bishop's School Memories
|James Crone and Horace Nayler Blackpool 1950|
|End of year Staff/boys dinner 1962|
Class 7 in '67 with Mr Torrick
School choir with Mr Lunn
The Melody makers
Hiawatha with Hugh Ledlie and Pudamjeet Singh
Ian Stanes Wilbur Whitwell and Alfy Gordon (14/11/1953)
The Bishop's School Class IV- D - 1989 -'90. Class Teacher - Mrs. Forester
|Ist X1 Cricket Team 1961 with Barry Knight and Alan Brown (Members of MCC Touring Squad to India) 1961/2|
Rafi Khan, Dinker Patel, Bhandari, Mahesh Patel, Neville Mehta, Barry
Knight, Arvnd Amin, Alan Brown, Shirish Patel, Graham Saunders, Alexander
Samuels, ?, Bhattacharva, Mukund Patel
Kneeling: ?, Narendra Thakkar, Suru Patel.
|Archie Dalaya and Dady Mody 2003|
|Bruce Frankel in the RAF Early Fifties|
|Front Row: Garth Smith & Neville Mehta|
|Sid Gavandi 1980|
Bunty Brown, Donald D'Souza & Dudley Brown
|Saturday evening roll-call for leave 1960|
Rev. Johnson & Rev. Joe Mullins on the right
Mary's Church Front View
Its imposing steeple was replaced in 1982 by a shorter concrete one.
The beautiful stained glass at the altar of St Mary's Church which was installed in 1874
|Yazad Aderianwala and Eddie Oliver||A S Jagtap|
|G.Saunders '51||K.Whittenbury '51||Billy Mithen '63|
|Jagdish Hariraj & Wilbur Whitwell at Vithalvadi|
|Richard Pears receiving his Certificate in 1965 (With Mr Cowan)|
|M.Patel, A.Samuel & R.Carey||
A.Samuel,R.Khan,M.Patel & G.Saunders
|Harold Winkler||J.Billimoria Prefect 1948|
|Mahatma Gandhi Road Shopping December 2004|
|Shapoor Sharazi (Head Boy 1950) having fun|
|Ninth Standard 1948|
|Staff v Old
Boys Cricket Teams 1977
Fox, Mr Mogre, T.Wordsworth, Mr Y.Madraswalla. Mr.Taherali, Mr B.
Roberts, M. Raymond, Mr Ringrow, Mr Barrow, Mr G. Bajwa, Mr Aaron, Mr K.
V.Mehta, G.Iny, D.Mody, K.Rustomjee
|Imperial Hosiery Store December 2004|
House Senior Hockey X1 1948
with Sydney Harris, Barney Devlin, Louis Pereira, P.McMullan, Ron Essai & Alfy Pereira
|Happy Days||School Trip|
|Mr Aitkins & Mr Ringrow with Seniors July '82|
|Std 9b Class of '66/'67|
|Class of 1966|
Bishop's Wall of Friendship
|Memories of 1958|
was thrilled to find this website. I have spent hours going through the
pictures which have brought back the fondest of memories. I passed out in
1977. There are pictures of me and my classmates in at least 3
Thank you so much for this site. It brought back the best days of my life.
Pheroz Pudumjee (22/1/2009)
Abdul Quader Ganjifrockwala wrote:
This is brilliant. Many thanks for creating this website. It took me back 20 years when I came to Bishops as a boarder standing just 4ft. tall in class 7A. This is no exaggeration but those were truly the best time of my life. This is indeed a priceless gift to all the Bishopites. '87 -'91
from Old Bishopites
Please stay in
touch Youhan Mubaraki (Irani) VHB 1986-87 Harding House Captain.
I was in Bishops'
between 1975 and 1980 and just happened to come upon this site. What was
extraordinary is that I found a photograph entitled "Year 9/ July 1982"
of my old class - these all too familiar
faces frozen in time and forever aged 13! I have
spent a happy hour trying to fit long forgotten names to faces and smiling
at memories- 24 years is a long time! Randeep Khokar, Jadav, Malkhani,
Uday Rao and a host of others- where are you guys? I live in New Delhi and
hope I can get back in touch.....and thanks for this site..
A Tale by Caroline Jolly
expecting and in the last few months of my pregnancy,
Ronnie Ringrow wanted to be helpful and offered me a ride back home on
his scooter. I agreed as we had to go down the length of Kahun Road near
the R.S.I. I jumped at the offer.
A REALLY FISHY TALE. (By Bob Francis)
Many years ago Mr.Rowe, Mr French Oliver and myself were invited by Mr.Tommy Thompson of Cathedral School to join him in a fishing trip to Powai lakes in Bombay.
He was a skilled fishermen, we were rank amateurs with home made equipment, mostly made by Mr.Rowe ( He used old teaspoons and attached hooks to construct spinners)
At that time I owned a two seater 5 H.P.Fiat car with a tiny back seat. (Kersi Treasurywalla will remember this vehicle).
Anyway we set off and made it to Bombay with no problems ,stopping at a place called Taloja famous for its Byriani.
The next day was spent at Powai where we got a large haul of Rohu (sp/) fish. (True).This was great as our fishing expeditions around Poona were more often than not fruitless (or should I say fishless!).
That Sunday evening we set off for home, the large haul of fish packed in ice, and and reached the foot of the Bhor Ghat as darkness closed in on us.
Now the Fiats of the time were infamous for their electrical systems and true to form the troubles began when the lights went on.
We had got about a mile or so up the ghat. (I was driving at the time) when the engine began to sputter, the lights dimmed and the car conked.
No problem a push could'nt fix except that the ghat was too steep for a push start so we had to somehow turn the car around facing downhill and run down in the darkness till we got the engine going then turned it around and started uphill again till it conked.. and we had to repeat the process again and again and again.
Finally we had enough.By now it was approaching midnight and we were exhausted.
We decided on a plan of action.Mr Rowe, being the lightest was selected as driver with instructions to get the car going and drive like hell without stopping till the made it to the summit.
I am not sure how Mr.Oliver and I got to the top but we finally made it and thankfully saw the car with Mr. Rowe waiting for us.
Another push and off we went but alas to no avail.As the lights went on the car conked again and again.( Mr Rowe had apparently climbed the ghat in total darkness knowing that he would never get going if the car broke down. )
One last push, in total darkness, and the next minute we had run off the road and into a deep ditch from which there was no escape!
As it was now about 2 am all we could do was to climb into the car and try to sleep till daylight.
It was then decided that two of us should return to Bishop's to get help and Mr.Rowe, the only one with any mechanical knowledge, should remain behind with the car.
Unfortunately we did not have enough money for our train fares and so decided to walk cross country to Malavli which we could see in the distance.Peter Singh and family lived here and we could borrow money for the train fare and return to Poona to get help .
This we did and finally got back to Bishops at about 1pm
We were both exhausted but set about making arrangements to rescue Mr.Rowe, plans which included the old Humbug bus and a mechanic.
We were just about to set off when to our great surprise Mr.Rowe complete with Fiat came roaring into Bishops.
How had he managed to extricate himself from the ditch you ask?
Apparently a group of villagers passed by and noted his predicement so they got together, pushed him out of the ditch and got the engine going.
He had no money to pay them so off loaded the fish (which were by now beginning to 'pong' quite a bit. ) as baksheesh .
When we tried to convince our families and friends that we had actually caught a car load of fish.......
Another fishy story they said looking at us knowingly!!!
You, however, I am sure will believe this tale......please !
LAKSHA THE BULL.(Stories from the past)
the ‘Lowers’ lived the school helpers & their families, one of these
helpers was Lakshman, he as all of you remember, always wore clean white
trousers & shirt while on duty. His off duty attire was clean dhoti & a
white singlet. He was strongly built & we young school boy’s were in awe
of him, for he was the right hand man of our School Masters, one complaint
from him in one of the Masters ear was a certain short cut for an “up for
the jump”, that occurred when the School Masters cane made contact with
the errant School boy’s buttocks… it made the young boy leap out of his
skin & jump quite high.
Dady J. Mody Head Boy 1959
A HUMBUG TALE