I was lucky enough to be able to visit Hong Kong in 1975 and lived there in Alexander Block in Victoria Barracks with my parents for two years. Victoria Barracks was located on Hong Kong Island itself but no longer exists, having been handed back to the local government in 1979. They’ve kept a lot of the old British street names and retained some of the old colonial buildings for historical reasons. The ones they retained are still in use today serving the local community. Some of those can be found around Hong Kong Park which has been built over part of the land which used to be occupied by Victoria Barracks.
In the 70′s the island was linked to the mainland by single tunnel, the Cross Harbour Tunnel. It opened in 1972, just a few years before I arrived. I remember the tunnel well, having had to travel through it every day to get to the school in Kowloon. Two memorable years in St. Georges School were the highlight of my stay there.
An interesting day out involves a trip up the side of the mountain. Back in the 70′s, a track led up the side of the mountain at an alarming angle and a single car tram attached to a hefty cable was hauled up to the top while another ran down again. The Peak Tram was rebuilt in the late 80′s and now has a new track, two car trams and is controlled by computer. There’s a fantastic view of the Island and the harbour from Victoria Peak.
St. Georges School, on the mainland (Kowloon)
While looking back through the years, I soon realised that my most enjoyable (by far) school years were the two I spent in the forces school in Kong Kong back in 1975-77. Quite why this is so, I’m not sure. Maybe children of forces personnel have a particular mindset and get on better with others in a similar situation, or maybe it was the far less stressful atmosphere in St. Georges compared to UK schools – whatever it was, the day I had to leave was a very sad day.
St. Georges School closed in 1996 but I discovered a website acting as a meeting place for the ex students and staff. If you went to that school, take a look at the St. Georges School Hong Kong site. You never know, you just might come across an old friend…
Friends Reunited also have forces (and ex forces) schools available on their lists so you can use that to track down old friends too.

The Classes I was in – 1OW in 1976 and 2OW in 1977
The school, which opened in 1955 to serve the educational needs of the large garrison of British forces in the area, operated a ‘house’ system consisting of Balmoral, Osbourne, Sandringham and Windsor. I’m told there was a Buckingham House as well but that no longer existed when I attended the school. I was in Osbourne House, as indicated by the green stripes on the tie
What a happy bunch we were in 1977. The photographs below are the only two taken of me at that school. Note the ratio of girls to boys…pity I was only 13 years old in 77. Also note the big hair – typical style for the times – I have considerably less hair now unfortunately. That’s me with the orange arrow pointing at my head. I remember all the faces in those photographs but to my eternal shame I can only put names to a small number of those faces – my excuse is, it was 30 years ago…
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| 1OW 1976, St. Georges School, Hong Kong |
2OW 1977, St. Georges School, Hong Kong |
If you recognise yourself in these picture’s please get in touch. You can find me (and many other ex-SGS people) at the St. Georges School Hong Kong site. There are some more pictures from Hong Kong in that period on my Flikr page, sadly I wasn’t able to take very many photo’s back then. What I’d give for a time machine…
It’s the Little Things That Make the Difference
Travelling to the school was an experience. I lived on Hong Kong Island, the school was on the mainland in Kowloon. Luckily, a tunnel had opened just a few years before I got there. The Cross Harbour Tunnel opened in 1972 and made the trip to the mainland far quicker and more interesting. In spite of having to do the journey (there and back) every weekday for two years, I never tired of the run through the tunnel. The coach picked students up and dropped them off again from all over the Island and parts of Kowloon. It was like having a sightseeing trip in the morning, being dropped off to spend the entire day with friends then picked up again at the end of the day for another sightseeing trip – a holiday every day…and there was still time to learn
The school had its own swimming pool. They achieved what I thought was impossible, they taught me to swim. It wasn’t till I got to Hong Kong that I discovered I could float! After just a few months I received a silver ASA award, quite an achievement for someone who wouldn’t go near water more than a few inches deep before. Was actually quite relieved to be able to swim, it’s something that could prove really important one day and I’m thankful to the people who worked so hard to get me in that pool – and more importantly, keep me there.
Back in those days, corporal punishment was a reality. It was rare but not unknown to get your backside tanned. It didn’t hurt but it sure was embarrassing, especially if there happened to be girls around. I got the ‘slipper’ once, I ‘forgot’ my PE kit twice in a row without a valid excuse. It didn’t make me enjoy sports any more but I didn’t ‘forget’ to bring my kit to school with me again
Hong Kong has periods when it is subject to monsoons and the occasional typhoon. Accordingly, there were drainage channels all over the place. There was a sort of channel, a large drain I think, between the buildings and the main field. It was a rectangular concrete lined trench almost tall enough to stand in (tall enough for the average 13 year old anyway). It ran all the way from the centre of the school to one end. Made a handy little rat run if you wanted to avoid being spotted for any reason. Didn’t last long as a rat run though, I found a little tube of bright red paint and dotted it all along that channel, looked as if someone had seriously injured themselves once it had dried. Don’t ask me why I did that – it’s just a boy thing. Anyway, soon after that we were banned from using the channel. Not saying it was my fault but…
There were vendors of fizzy (and very sugary) drinks dotted around the school. They used what were little more than boxes half full of water with a small refrigeration unit attached. In return for a few cents, you’d get a sparkling and very cold bottle of your favourite drink – mine was 7-Up. Don’t see it in bottles like that these days sadly. Crates were supplied for the bottles to be returned and we all did so. Give people some freedom and treat them with respect and they usually respond well. The school was always clean and tidy, no problems with people dropping rubbish all over the place or causing damage – sign of the times or the quality of the people there?
The Quadrangle was a rectangular patch of grass between the admin area of the school and the science block. We were allowed onto that patch of grass only on very special occasions. Anyone caught on that grass without permission ended up having to write the entire set of school rules out by hand. If not satisfactory, you had to write it all out again backwards. Did I have to do that? Nope, after the sports kit debacle, I was a goody-two-shoes for the rest of my time there…more or less…