Tickey

Rondebosch Boys High School

Cape Town, South Africa

Class of '78

Who was there.......

Dave Alston, Martin Degersigny,Matthew Blatchford, David Jones, John Gillett, Andre Walters, Martin Bigalke, Dion Martley, Andrew Collie, Eric Scoble, Chris Scoble, Mark Pritchard, David Stevenson, Anthony Davison, Mark Borchers, Peter Uys, Justin Dysell, Raymond Steyn, Anton Scamvougeras, Andrew Ivy, Kai-uwe Neckel, Charl Steyn, William Hilarides, William van Zyl, Mark Durr, Ivan Wingreen, Trevor Bedford, W Basson, Peter Waddacor, David Handley, Rob McLaren, Richard Samuelson, Anton Smuts, Freddy Green, Earl Pheiffer, Gavin Henriksen, David Stevens, Alan O' Regan, Grant Coxford, Andrew Merrington, Alan Prestage, Michael Lewis, Aleco Caldis, Paul Kalil, Michael Wilkin, Rene Ordman, Riaan Louw, Bruce MacGregor, Daniel Giliomee, John Craig, Andrew Siddle, Andrew Smith, Mark Morrison, Craig Lee, Jacobus Louw, Charles Marais, Rijk Melck, Martin Walbeck, Roger Perrins, Charl Steytler, Richard Samuelson, Finn Clark-Brown, Trevor Rooney, Charles Kingon, Mark Meredith, Peter Halperin, Bruce Woodman, John King, Michael Wolboldt, Christopher Watermeyer, Mark Durr, Mark Dale, Colin van der Kolf, Otto Marais....

There might be more.... Please let me know.

If you can provide any details relating to our class E78, I would appreciate it very much.

David Stevenson - [email protected]

The Prefects

Back: Andrew Siddle, Andrew Collie, Anton Smuts, Riaan Louw, Alan Prestage, Peter Uys, Rijk Melk.
Front: Ivan Wingreen, Anton Scamvougeras, Mr Reeler, Martin Bigalke, Mr. Perkin, Paul Kalil, Trevor Bedford.

Back: Mrs. L. Reeler, Mrs. D. Groenewald, Mr. A. van Reenen, Mr. J. Stemmet, Mr. F. Hawks, Mrs. L. Wright, Miss F. Jackson.
Middle: Mr. W. Venter, Mr. N. Kramer, Mr. A. van der Merwe, Mr. R. Wagner, Mr. A. Pape, Mr. G. Kleyn, Mr. E. Priilaid, Mr. M. Brock, Mrs. U. Stevens, Mrs. S. Williamson.
Front: Mr. C. Nightingale, Dr. P. Wise, Mr. D. Baartman, Mr. A. Gerber, Mr. D. Craig, Mr. C. de Jager, Mr. M. Reeler, Mr. C. Young, Mr. P. Broster, Mr. C. Broster, Mr. L. Enderstein, Mr. S. Perkin, Mr. N. Veitch.

The Staff

Last updated ~ 1st January, 2008

1967 Sub A

Back: Finn Clark-Brown, ???, Ivan Wingreen, Eric Melville, ???, ???,Christopher Todd, Andrew Whittaker, Andrew Smith, David Stevens, Laurence Friedman, Teacher
Middle: David Stevenson, Peter Halperin, David Jones, Colin Bull, Mervyn Farley, Eric Scoble, ???, ???, Nigel Powis, Peter Halperin, Derek Sutton
Front: Grant ???, Luke Fairweather, Ian Milligan, Robert Tiffin, Roger Wood, Justin Dysell, Michael Wilkin, Andre Walters, Andrew Collie, Ken Lomberg, Matthew Blatchford, David de Jager

A tribute to Mr. Dudley Baartman by Mr. Neil Veitch

Tickey de Jager Tribute



	DUDLEY BAARTMAN - 25.6.1922 � 16.4.2005 The death last Saturday of Dudley Baartman, at the Kingsbury in Claremont, has removed from the local educational scene a man, though long retired, whose personality and example touched and nurtured the lives of the thousands of boys at Rondebosch Prep and High Schools who were privileged to have been his pupils during a teaching career lasting just on 40 years. A Capetonian all his life, Dudley Baartman had the whole of his own schooling at the Prep and High Schools and, with interruptions for his time on active service in North Africa and Italy during the war and later, having qualified, teaching spells in the UK, he was content to settle again in the scene of his youth at those two schools � for the rest of his working life. He brought to his teaching, to his life as housemaster at Canigou, to the care of his extended family and to his wide circle of friends, an equal and unusual devotion. It is not too large a claim to say that he spent the whole of his life, materially, physically and emotionally, in the service of others. Dudley Baartman was a man utterly without guile and without the slightest anticipation of self-recognition or reward. Undoubtedly too, his kindness and generosity to friends and family, acquaintances, colleagues, strangers � anyone in need, distress or predicament of any kind � was his single most characteristic quality. As a teacher he had, very clearly in his own mind, an educational ideal, informed by the standards and style of earlier, gentler times, which he strove to pass on to each rising generation of pupils � this was a combination of gentlemanliness, decorum and a particular concern for the vulnerable, the weak and the excluded, in whose defence he was quite fearless. Beneath an exterior of the greatest affability and charm, Dudley was capable of great passion and high moral courage � chiefly concerning his perceptions of right and wrong, of good behaviour and kindness and charity towards others. While he was not a Christian in any orthodox sense, he seemed to many to embody some of Christianity�s cardinal precepts and virtues � and was always quick to confess his own failings � as he saw them. To those who knew him well over the years � and so many of us at Rondebosch did � Dudley�s name was synonymous with good humour and laughter � often gales of it, sometimes wry, mostly uproarious, but always warm-hearted and with a penetrating insight into the human condition when it related to his pupils and colleagues at the schools. The late Alex Clarke, a former headmaster of the High School once remarked to me � � Well, you know, Marjorie and I had an easy time of it at Rondebosch, because Dudley simply ran Canigou � our job was halved � and he was always such fun!� An elegant and fastidious bachelor, Dudley wore his invariable dignity, as to his speech, appearance and manner, in the lightest way � often his best and most outrageous anecdotes were directed against himself and his own foibles. Of these, his account of his sailing down the upstairs corridor at Canigou on his naked bottom in a crowd of excited boarders at the height of the Tulbagh earthquake, was easily the most hilarious. Always ready to be amused, he had himself in considerable measure, a talent to amuse, often in the teeth of the chronic pain he suffered from his back and headaches, which he endured, for the most part, with considerable stoicism. Dudley was a warm, kind, generous, witty and loving man and he, in turn, was respected, admired and loved during his passage through this life by his family, his colleagues, his friends but, perhaps best of all, by the host of young boys for whom he had been such a significant and enduring example. By the time of his retirement from the school he loved so well he had, perhaps unknowingly, become one of the revered institutions of RBHS himself. He love to say, in sepulchral tones, at the end of a tea or lunch break during the school day, often to the irritation of his colleagues, �Oh, oh, - there�s the bell that summons us to heaven or . . . to the other place.� We who knew him well are confident of the rejoicing which there has surely been on the other side, in welcoming home one of such obvious earthly value � full of grace and truth. May he rest in peace and light perpetual shine on him.