The annual visit to the First World War Battlefields took place in October 2000. Sophie Brown, Nicole Johnston and Debbie Munro joined with Mr. Miller in playing the Reveille as the pupils took part in the daily tribute to the Fallen.
Donald Munro (1930) died in April 1999 in Arbroath. Donnie farmed at Skelpie Farm until he retired, when he went to live in Arbroath where he was an Elder in the local church. His widow, Joyce Blyth, worked as School Secretary in Bell Baxter before her marriage, and he is also survived by his son, Sandy, and his daughter, Fiona.
Gordon R Munro
Gordon Munro, Nordean, Brighton Road, Cupar died very suddenly while playing golf on 6th July 1991. His career had been spent as an architect with Fife County Council and Fife Regional Council.
Born in Springfield, Fife, in 1937, Mr Munro was educated at Castlehill Primary School and Bell Baxter in Cupar before joining DC Thomson as a sub-editor in children's publications in 1954.
His first position in the department was on the staff of the Adventure. A year later he was called up to do his National Service, serving in the RAF at airbases near Reading and Louth.
On returning to Dundee, Mr Munro married wife Doreen in 1956 and had spells on the Dandy and Sparky before moving to the Bunty.
Mrs Munro said journalism had always been her husband's chosen profession.
She said: ''He always read a tremendous amount and when he was older he wrote a history of our church and a book on the lodge that he was in. He liked writing so he always thought that way.
''He did Desperate Dan and other characters. He was what they called the ideas man. He would tell the writers what to write and what pictures he wanted drawn.
''He would observe people, family and friends and if anything funny happened he would try to turn it around into an idea for a story situation. He based a lot of the stories on things that our own kids did.
''One of the kids had a hula hoop and he used the idea in a Korky the Kat story. It was just silly things that would give him an idea. Our kids thought it was great.''
Mr Munro moved to the Bunty in 1970 where he remained until taking early retirement in August 1992 after 10 years as editor.
Mrs Munro said: ''He was really pleased when he became editor and said his greatest claim to fame was changing the Four Mary's out of their old-fashioned things.''
Mr Munro had lived with his wife in Broughty Ferry for over 50 years. He is survived by wife Doreen, children Dena, Rod and Karen, nine grandchildren, three great-grandchildren, sister May and brother-in-law Donald.
Published in the Courier : 12.10.12
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Paula Murray of Cupar, who entered first year in the mid 1980s, has just completed a distinguished spell at Glasgow School of Art. She graduated with 1st Class Honours in Interior Design this summer and is now working (1994) with the design consultants MKW in Edinburgh. She received a prestigious award in the "Student Awards for Innovation", sponsored by British Steel (Industry), with a design model of a leisure centre for blind and partially sighted people.
Her design incorporated an aromatherapy area, gymnasium, games room and cafe and is intended to help people to become more independent. She received a cheque for £500 and a framed certificate, presented by Mr. Ian Lang, the Secretary of State for Scotland.
Grace Hutton Murrie
Mrs Grace Fraser entered BBS in 1936. After leaving School she was employed by Fife County Council (County Clerk's Department and Motor Taxation Department) in the County Buildings, Cupar. She married William Fraser (qv) in 1952.
Darina Myles, who was in Prep T in 1968, spent the early part of her life in Tanzania. Jennifer Tresize, Mary Eagles and Fiona Ewen asked her to talk about her primary school in Dar-es-salaam for the 1968 School Magazine.
The people out there are a bit behind — they've got mud huts. There's one tribe that comes from Mozambique and they've someone who carves things on their faces, you know. He puts in red hot iron or something and it leaves actual scars.
It's quite clean out there but it's the city council that cleans up and sometimes they don't bother much. The school I went to was a queer shape and Europeans were in a minority group.
Hostility? Well, there was racial discrimination and some people would mix and start fighting and in my brother's school in Kenya they all mixed and fought. Others mixed quite freely, though. I was happy with European friends. I never went near the others.
Our class was lucky — we had a teacher who came out from Edinburgh to teach. The others were very behind, you know — you didn't really understand anyone 'cos their pronunciation was so different; some of them on the radio would say ‘Happy Barthday’ instead of ‘Happy Birthday’. The teachers were much the same as here and mostly European but they didn't favour Europeans at all. They weren't strict with us. We had a headmistress, and she was hopeless. There was no discipline in the school but she left and then, just a week before I left, there was an African Headmistress. I don't know if she'll be tougher or not.
The individual teachers sort of took the lead from the headmistress and were pretty lax. Nobody ever got expelled or anything like that. Another school I was at, though, a boarding school, was attended by the President's son and he'd done things to the boys — he threw their clothes around and hit them, you know — and the headmaster said that if he saw it again he would expel him, he wouldn't care if it was the President's son or not.