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Postcards
from Scotland

We asked a selection of SR
contributors for a memory
of an outstanding holiday in
Scotland – good or bad



Marian Pallister in Tobermory
George Chalmers in Ayr
Islay McLeod in Rockcliffe
Judith Jaafar in Carrick Castle
Barney MacFarlane on Arran



Bill Jamieson on Bute
Tessa Ransford in North Berwick
Michael Elcock on Harris
Ronnie Smith in Largs

Katie Grant on Mull
Thom Cross in Kirkcaldy
Morelle Smith in Glencoe
Bob Cant in Carnoustie

Robin Downie on Arran
Bruce Gardner in Glen Livet
Fiona MacDonald on Tiree
Walter Humes at home

Jill Stephenson at Loch Duich
Quintin Jardine in Elie
Iain Macmillan in Gleneagles
Douglas Marr on Skye
Andrew McFadyen in Kilmarnock

R D Kernohan on Arran
David Torrance on Iona
Catherine Czerkawska at Loch Ken
Chris Holligan in Elie

Rose Galt in Girvan
Alex Wood on Arran
Andrew Hook in Glasgow
Alasdair McKillop in St Andrews

Sheila Hetherington on Arran
Anthony Seaton on Ben Nevis
Paul Cockburn at Loch Ness
Jackie Kemp in a taxi
Angus Skinner on Skye

26.01.12
No. 506

Barney MacFarlane

Andrew Hook was lucky (19 January). If James Corden, the 'star' of 'One Man, Two Guvnors', had not been indisposed on the occasion of Andrew Hook's trip to the Adelphi in London, his experience would have been even more grim.
     The production is, as they used to say in Govan, 'rid rotten'.
     Yet, squirming more than somewhat on my Springburnian bottom, I had to note the raucous and genuine laughter of the rest of the audience. Not, I think, as Professor Hook suggests, that the high cost of a ticket prompted the onlookers to be 'determined to be entertained'.
     And I fancy there is a simple reason – one of nationality, and, possibly that old bête noire, class.
Discussing the event later – our party consisted of myself, my partner (Scottish but 25 years in London) and her two young adult sons (half-Hungarian, brought up in London) – we concluded that, despite it being an adaptation of a Goldoni comedy, 'One Man, Two Guvnors' is distinctly English.
     My good lady and I tried to attach something in mitigation: the slapstick timing; the performances of one or two other actors. Her sons, however, thoroughly enjoyed it. Their tickets being paid for gave them no axe to grind. (Oh, for an axe…)
The Adelphi show, while originated at the National Theatre, is very much part of the Christmas panto fare which has been a great and traditional source of entertainment to the masses.
     It was remarked on BBC4's excellent 'Story of the Musicals' that less than 4% of Britons attend the theatre. That statistic is, I'm sure, questionable, yet if you, as a visiting Scot, added yourself to that number by attending the Adelphi's blockbuster, it's quite possible you would never go back.
     Corden, who has apparently earned his spurs in television, and earlier in the National's acclaimed 'The History Boys', was, for my partner and me, a big, galumphing ingénu, desperate, it seemed, to ingratiate himself to the audience. Given the applause and laughter that surrounded us, he was triumphant in that.
Yet Les Dawson or Frankie Howerd he was not. Either of the old masters would have made it a happier night to remember.
     In the interests of fairness, one wonders what an English visitor would make of the panto offerings at the King's or the Pavilion in Glasgow. Gallus and shamelessly populist as these shows invariably are, a southern visitor might exit bemused rather than amused. Mind you, Rab C Nesbitt travelled well and Billy Connolly remains a truly international star.
     The nub of the problem then must be: what is the nature of humour and in what ways do demographic idiosyncrasies dispose those to laugh at or deprecate the same offering before them? Discuss.




It looks as if snow

is only for kids

from private schools

 

Graham Connelly


World Snow Day, Tyndrum
Photograph by Islay McLeod

 

While the Sunday papers were getting exercised by the latest angles on the independence debate – whether a Scottish defence force will cut the mustard or who owns the pandas – even the broadsheets largely missed that other important event of the week: World Snow Day.
     I'm not inventing this. Honest. If you are not one of the more than 1,500 people worldwide who 'liked' the event on Facebook, you can catch up on the official website at www.world-snow-day.com where a satellite map shows red dots strategically placed over Scotland. The target is not Faslane but Scotland's ski areas. Many of the planned events were no doubt hampered by high winds but in Glenshee I saw children taking part in slalom races, tubing and sledging. There was even the offer of slope-testing a 'blood wagon' sledge, as driver or passenger. I was tempted but remembered my age.
     Skiing, even in Scotland, is a minority sport. Not even Alex Salmond could give it mass appeal. 'It's Scotland's snow'. Perhaps not. The lack of broad appeal was confirmed when BBC2's 'Ski Sunday' programme ended abruptly in order to keep the network on schedule after the snooker over-ran.
     What struck me was that the World Snow Day participants appeared to be largely families and parties of children from independent schools. My source of evidence for the latter was the minibuses displaying their school names. When I was introduced to skiing by teachers in the 1960s, the Glenshee car park was full of buses chartered mainly by local authority schools and ski clubs. These days, I imagine car ownership is greater among outdoor enthusiasts but another trend is evident. The irony is that in an age when children go to school dressed in brand-named outdoor gear undreamed of by Himalayan climbers of bygone years, there appear to be fewer opportunities to try outdoor activities organised by local authority schools. As a teacher in the late 1970s and 1980s, I could kit out an entire class by taking them to the outdoor equipment stores operated by the former Strathclyde region.
     Visiting my sister in England last year, I was interested in the letter my nephew brought home from school advertising a ski holiday to the Alps. The programme showed only half-days spent skiing. I was keen to know what happened during the remaining daylight hours. The explanation was that in the mornings the children would go to classes run by commercial ski schools. The teachers accompanying the party would not be skiing with the children in the afternoons, but supervising them in their hotel or around the resort. The reason for what to me seemed like a missed opportunity for teachers to help their pupils practise the skills taught by instructors in the morning through free skiing, was driven by concerns about safety.

 

A couple of years ago, a residential child care worker told me that his manager required a written risk assessment form if a child wanted to
ride a bike.


     Safety and competence in taking children on adventurous activities was a major concern for my generation of teachers, working in schools in the years following well-publicised tragedies like the 1971 Cairngorms disaster when seven children died in whiteout conditions. We took the trouble to get training and qualifications and followed the local authorities' rules on the ratio of instructor to pupils and writing a good proposal for trips to be authorised by an appropriate senior manager.
     Some activities are so obviously hazardous that they are best left to professional instructors but it is difficult to understand why teachers today seem disinclined to supervise pupils in conditions where parents happily take their own children – for example on marked pistes in ski resorts. The explanation is no doubt complex. One barrier is the 'risk assessment' procedure which did not involve complex form-filling in my day. I am told there is no standard approach in Scotland, with the amount of bureaucracy varying considerably between councils.
     If true, this is a pity because the model forms provided in the Scottish Government's guide, 'Health and Safety on Educational Excursions', appear moderate and sensible. Some of the difficulty no doubt lies in confusion about the degree to which teachers or social workers are free to exercise judgements about risk. A couple of years ago, a residential child care worker told me that his manager required a written risk assessment form if a child wanted to ride a bike.
     Another barrier is the fear of litigation should something go wrong, for example, if a child is injured. Worry about accidents is an understandable reaction for professionals working in childcare and education, and the anxiety produced serves as an appropriate reminder to plan carefully and not take undue risks, but concerns have been greatly exaggerated by myths circulating about health and safety. Children's commissioner, Tam Baillie, launching the 'Go Outdoors!' guidance (2010), aimed principally at those working with 'looked after' children (children in care), said: 'A risk-averse and bureaucratic environment – which leads to "cotton wool" kids – breaches children's rights and undermines healthy development'.
     The Curriculum for Excellence is promoting outdoor learning which I think is a good thing. I am just a little worried that some of the more adventurous activities are less accessible to the broad range of school pupils than they were in the relatively recent past. If there is a World Snow Day next year, I hope more schools will run buses to the ski centres, even if it means I have to spend longer queuing for the lifts.

 

Graham Connelly is a senior lecturer in the school of applied social sciences at the University of Strathclyde