St Dunstan’s School

The first building used for St Dunstan’s Prep School was in Allandale Road ,off the Berrow Road, towards the beach..

If you have photos or a member of your family has recorded memories of this school please get in touch with us. Thank you.

The following images are from the school’s prospectus from   C1930- Thanks to John Mackie for the use of these images. 





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This image shows Mr Stokes, his staff and pupils from around 1921.Can you help us identify any of the other people?


4 thoughts on “St Dunstan’s School”

  1. A number of former pupils from St Dunstan’s have recently got together on Facebook and we are hoping to have a reunion later this year( 2015). further details about the group and the reunion can be found on our website which has been created to collate as much information as we have about St Dunstan’s which can be found at

  2. Oh lordy, I remember St Dunstans. I was there from winter 1973 to winter 1975, transferring to Kings College, Taunton for Spring 1976. I had a fair amount of fun there actually. Walks on the beach and exploring the dunes and the ruined house there. Trying not to freeze to death in the pool at the house behind the school during the first swim in spring. Keeping the Guy Fawkes fire going for about 2 weeks on the north half of the west lawn as it gradually hollowed out the stump at the center of the fire. The chestnut trees along the south end of the west lawn. Digging that attempted decorative pond out front of the main buiding. Watching World At War in the TV room. Sitting in the corridor on the top floor as a prefect during my last term reading borrowed comics for half an hour after lights out. Firing an actual small brass cannon (off one of those fancy sailing ship models) in the dorm room I shared with Sharda and Paul Land on the top floor, putting a neat hole through Land’s model Lancaster. Sharda got a bloody nose from being hit by the recoiling cannon. Nobody seemed to notice. Setting off a fountain firework in that same dorm room, scorching the cieling, melting the linoleum under it and filling the entire top floor with smoke 10 minutes before the master who lived on that floor (I forget his name, guy loved to give people lines) came up. Entire top floor of kids running up and down with all the windows open flapping smoke out and one kid emptying half the masters aerosol deoderiser along the hall, and STILL none of them asked what the hell happened. We got away with it too, god knows how. 😛 Coming back a couple of hours after lights-out from a late excursion to Weston-Super-Mare to watch a piano recital and surprising the assistant headmaster tending a burning barrel of paper just around the corner (from the point of view of upstairs) on the halfway landing of the dorm stairs to make people think the surprise fire drill they were just starting was real. (the light and shadows of dancing flames was very good actually, but I have no recollection of what happened with the smoke that must have been there too.) Spending my last couple of weeks there after exams before moving to Kings College sorting through all the paper in the assistant headmasters garage from the paper drive and collecting about Eleventy-billion Page 3’s from all the copies of The Sun.

    So much more to, especially since I was an american kid up till that point so actual English culture was all new to me, AND never having lived in a first-world country till then all the music was new too. All that and puberty too.

    Tony Heath
    Vancouver, BC

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