My uncle John Grattan Geary won a scholarship to study the classics at Balliol. Early 1930s. In the war he was a captain and fought in Burma. By circa 1950 he was to teach Latin at Queens College Taunton. John born about 1911 died 1985. I still miss him.
I’m bemused by your character name. I agree I remember Oxford when I was young. I now live in Cornwall my family and grandchildren will remember Cornwall in the same way
My mother spent the war years in Oxford as a VAD (Voluntary Aid Detachment). She was billeted first in the home of Major Rise, owner if Elliston and Cavells Department Store (later Debenhams). Later billeted in Lincoln College, a mens college, but they had all gone to war. She loved Oxford all her life and would visit regularly. Favourite pub The Trout at Wolvercote.
Excellent video. Watching this you wonder how many of those boys made it until 1946? Yep you could learn from a couple of guys named Lewis and Tolkien apparently,? Wouldn't that have been a wonder?
Not all of them (medical exemptions etc.) and I think at first you could choose to defer until after your studies. The rules changed a bit in December 1941. Also I don't think the Canadian chap at the beginning, nor the women featured, would have been subject to conscription in 1941.
Some folks are born made to wave the flag Ooh, they're red, white and blue And when the band plays "Hail to the chief" Ooh, they point the cannon at you, Lord It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no senator's son, son It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no Some folks are born silver spoon in hand Lord, don't they help themselves, oh But when the taxman comes to the door Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale, yes It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no millionaire's son, no It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no Some folks inherit star spangled eyes Ooh, they send you down to war, Lord And when you ask them, "How much should we give?" Ooh, they only answer "More! More! More!" yoh It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no military son, son It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, one It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no no no It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate son, no no no.
I was born 1954 in Oxford. I can remember the culture. Memories. Today you would struggle to find a traditional white British citizen. How times have changed
@@missasinenomineThankyou for your comment. My grandfather was Alfred Edward Harwood born London but relocated to Oxford. My father took my grandfather’s name. I have never tried doing my family history but I did notice Basils father had the name Edward. 🤔
@@countfosco8535 maybe 🤔 you don’t walk Cowley Road. Blackbird Leys. Headington. Covered market. Tell me do you get out with the name Count maybe you are like 🧛♂️ only at night
@@davidharwood9552 Isidor Ottavio Baldassare Fosco. Once eccentric, bombastic, urbane, intelligent, menacing, and mysterious. Last person to traverse Cornmarket Street in an automobile and escape the clutches of the law. Now retired and lying doggo, main features are decency and propriety.
You need to take a visit to Oxford. Every college has a war memorial listing the students who gave their lives in both wars. Oxford men did their part.
Some perhaps......but many, such as RVJones at the Claredon Labority, were grappling with the issues of low temperature physics (what we now call infra-red), providing input toward radar, deciphering the radio navigation systems tye Germans were using to bomb with and later, as CFI RAF, trying to keep ahead of the German V1 & V2 projects...... ......not for nothing also using his knowledge in discussion with other garaduates he knew at Imperial Tube (cover organisation for Nuclear Physics Research) to try and keep tabs on German attempts to develop a nuclear pile reactor... @bluegtturbo 2
I found that out in the '60s, having to listen to a tutor rabbiting on about Bob Dylan [even back then!] instead of concentrating on things more relevant to the degree course. He thought there was 'profundity' in the singer's lyrics and still does (at age 90). Probably the only person at my college to make the big time was a Welshman (like his tutor) who moved to France and slept [via the billionairess-owner of a cosmetics company] his way to a multi-million franc fortune.
My uncle John Grattan Geary won a scholarship to study the classics at Balliol. Early 1930s. In the war he was a captain and fought in Burma. By circa 1950 he was to teach Latin at Queens College Taunton. John born about 1911 died 1985. I still miss him.
Oh glory days. I remember them like they were yesterday.
I’m bemused by your character name. I agree I remember Oxford when I was young. I now live in Cornwall my family and grandchildren will remember Cornwall in the same way
My mother spent the war years in Oxford as a VAD (Voluntary Aid Detachment). She was billeted first in the home of Major Rise, owner if Elliston and Cavells Department Store (later Debenhams). Later billeted in Lincoln College, a mens college, but they had all gone to war. She loved Oxford all her life and would visit regularly. Favourite pub The Trout at Wolvercote.
Excellent video. Watching this you wonder how many of those boys made it until 1946? Yep you could learn from a couple of guys named Lewis and Tolkien apparently,? Wouldn't that have been a wonder?
Odd that, in 1941, there was absolutely no mention of the war!
Apparently they were told, "DO NOT MENTION THE WAR!"
It's really cool seeing this because I've actually been in some of those scenes
how old are you?
Music by Vaughan Williams, The Wasps. Written for an Oxford production of the play by Aristophenes.
More innocent, and simple time. How it's changed, and not really for the better??
'Women too have the same opportunities as men'. How the world is changing.
Well if a Manitoban can make it to Oxford then perhaps a Saskatchewanian can too. I would love to study there. It’s been my dream since I was little.
It's so sad to know that nearly every single person in this film are no longer with us.
Reminds me of Hogwarts school! Wish I could have been there 😊
What the Devil, no going down to the park on the Cowley Rd to score.
'Empire lands...'
How did they edit those name.
What names?
that one kid cooking meth in his room
5:10 so me hahah
Wow. Really? You have my respect. It's really nice knowing some of the figures in this footage are still with us.
Perhaps messes Metcalf and Connell would like to express their failing respect and intolerance on here rather than emailing me directly.......
WTF! Why weren’t they fighting? Surely by 1941 they were calling up under 21s?!
Not all of them (medical exemptions etc.) and I think at first you could choose to defer until after your studies. The rules changed a bit in December 1941. Also I don't think the Canadian chap at the beginning, nor the women featured, would have been subject to conscription in 1941.
Some folks are born made to wave the flag
Ooh, they're red, white and blue
And when the band plays "Hail to the chief" Ooh, they point the cannon at you, Lord It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no senator's son, son It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no
Some folks are born silver spoon in hand
Lord, don't they help themselves, oh But when the taxman comes to the door Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale, yes It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no millionaire's son, no It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no
Some folks inherit star spangled eyes
Ooh, they send you down to war, Lord And when you ask them, "How much should we give?"
Ooh, they only answer "More! More! More!" yoh
It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no military son, son It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, one
It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no no no
It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate son, no no no.
I was born 1954 in Oxford. I can remember the culture. Memories. Today you would struggle to find a traditional white British citizen. How times have changed
Harwood. Any relation to Basil?
@@missasinenomineThankyou for your comment. My grandfather was Alfred Edward Harwood born London but relocated to Oxford. My father took my grandfather’s name. I have never tried doing my family history but I did notice Basils father had the name Edward. 🤔
Not true. I live in Oxford.
@@countfosco8535 maybe 🤔 you don’t walk Cowley Road. Blackbird Leys. Headington. Covered market. Tell me do you get out with the name Count maybe you are like 🧛♂️ only at night
@@davidharwood9552 Isidor Ottavio Baldassare Fosco. Once eccentric, bombastic, urbane, intelligent, menacing, and mysterious. Last person to traverse Cornmarket Street in an automobile and escape the clutches of the law. Now retired and lying doggo, main features are decency and propriety.
Two words: Kim Philby :)
Two words: Other Place :)
The clue was in the name they where given, the cambridge 5.
ship them off to war
The real British men were fighting nazis at this time, not lollygagging around old books.
Your ignorance is risible.
You need to take a visit to Oxford. Every college has a war memorial listing the students who gave their lives in both wars. Oxford men did their part.
Some perhaps......but many, such as RVJones at the Claredon Labority, were grappling with the issues of low temperature physics (what we now call infra-red), providing input toward radar, deciphering the radio navigation systems tye Germans were using to bomb with and later, as CFI RAF, trying to keep ahead of the German V1 & V2 projects......
......not for nothing also using his knowledge in discussion with other garaduates he knew at Imperial Tube (cover organisation for Nuclear Physics Research) to try and keep tabs on German attempts to develop a nuclear pile reactor...
@bluegtturbo
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Mostly a complete waste of time... Study a lot of old nonsense that had no application in the real world.
Is that you Mr Gradgrind?
I found that out in the '60s, having to listen to a tutor rabbiting on about Bob Dylan [even back then!] instead of concentrating on things more relevant to the degree course. He thought there was 'profundity' in the singer's lyrics and still does (at age 90). Probably the only person at my college to make the big time was a Welshman (like his tutor) who moved to France and slept [via the billionairess-owner of a cosmetics company] his way to a multi-million franc fortune.
Tell that to your doctor or the engineer who built the bridge you travelled over safely.