Taken from the School Magazine in the 1930's.

"When we look at our modern building in the Parks it seems a thing of the dim and distant past that we should ever have been housed in buildings other than these. Yet to some of us who spent all our Secondary School life there, those hopelessly inadequate buildings now known as "The Old School" will always be a lasting memory.

"Let us imagine ourselves transported from our present airy buildings to those in Dampiet Street and Blake Street. There is no Hall, no Staff Room, no Kitchen, for we are in the days when the School is housed in the buildings of the Art and Technical Institute, before the warehouse is added to the noble pile. It is 9.30am and the bell rings for Prayers. The whole school crowds into the annexe, three girls to a desk and a row in each gangway. The piano is wedged under one of the windows.

"It is now 12.30 or a little later. What is this row of girls marching through George Street? These are the dinner girls on their way to lunch at a local café. There is no room for them in the School.

"Games times has arrived. We have not far to walk - only to the Albion Football Field, but to who will fall the task of wheeling the marker? There it goes rattling and bumping over the paving stones and gratings (oh! those gratings!) of St. Mary Street, causing many a sober citizen of Bridgwater to start in alarm at the fearful and wonderful noise.

"We must skip over some little time and imagine ourselves in the year when the warehouse is converted to accommodate our growing numbers. It is the morning of the opening. We crowd curiously in at the outer door, and pass through the cloakroom into the Hall. Shall we see the blue flagstones of the dear departed warehouse or is rumour once more a lying jade? Here are the Staff Room, the Kitchen and an extra classroom at the end commanding a glorious view of the bicycle shed. What is this odd-shaped room approached by three steps? Officially it is designated a cupboard, but it is soon to house the Sixth From.

"A word about the gentle slope by which our extra buildings are entered. It is an innocent looking slab of stone but alas! The gradient is such that many a maiden measures her length. Behold a workman appears and chops away at our slab, making a surer foothold for our erring feet. Even now it has to be descended cautiously.

"We feel more at ease in our converted buildings. We no longer adjourn to Trinity Hall for Singing and Drill (yes it was Drill - not a shred of apparatus). No longer do the dinner girls invade the local cafe; we use our own Hall.

"Now we hear rumours of a new school to be built on the Park Road site. Eventually Games pitches and a Pavilion are provided and Lord Eustace Percy comes to open the Pavilion officially. Incidentally he walks carefully round the Guard of Honour drawn up for him! So often do we hear the rumour that the School is coming and so often does it now come that we almost lose hope, but at last one afternoon the school is roused with the joyful tidings that the building will be commenced quite soon. We realise that it is still some way off but the hope of what will be spurs us on. Somehow the long weary way to the games Field grows a little shorter when we think that soon our School buildings and our Games Field will be together.

"Now our School is nearly finished. There are great preparations for the opening ceremony to be performed by the Duchess of Atholl. Many and varied are the plans we make for the grounds. Our unofficial visits to the new building leave us thrilled to know that here will our School be housed. The great day arrives. The weather is kind to us and everything passes off very successfully. At last the School is in its new buildings.

"Yet it is with regret that we say "Goodbye" to our Old School. It is here that out school life has been spent and, however much we admire the new buildings, to those of us who are leaving, they can never mean the same as the Old School. We had pleasant times here - our lessons in the courtyard (even if there were spiders) our Socials and meetings of Societies in the Hall (even if they were crowded) and the Upper Sixth will not soon forget the joys of the Committee Room as a classroom."