Brian Nalder
BGN coached for many years (with a few gaps in the middle of his time at Monkton), and decreasing commitment in recent years because of a knee injury which made it painful and difficult to get to the river. On the river, as in all his schoolmastering, he was encouraging and enthusiastic; his crews were not allowed to have negative thoughts of any kind, and they thrived.
If crews were away from school at regattas, they had extra Geography lessons on the way, and many of us saw how exciting and stimulating his academic lessons must have been. Geography even came into our rest stop when the advance party drove to Nottingham, where the lunch time breather and Geography lesson was customarily taken at the Blue Lias, just off the Fosse Way, until the rather less exciting motorway took us a quicker but less interesting way. He was one of the faithful band of drivers who drove back from the early days at Nottingham, arriving home in the middle of the night, having been up at crack of dawn from unseasy slumber on the floor of St John's College Nottingham, where he was the master breakfast chef.
Brian Nalder
BGN coached for many years (with a few gaps in the middle of his time at Monkton), and decreasing commitment in recent years because of a knee injury which made it painful and difficult to get to the river. On the river, as in all his schoolmastering, he was encouraging and enthusiastic; his crews were not allowed to have negative thoughts of any kind, and they thrived.
If crews were away from school at regattas, they had extra Geography lessons on the way, and many of us saw how exciting and stimulating his academic lessons must have been. Geography even came into our rest stop when the advance party drove to Nottingham, where the lunch time breather and Geography lesson was customarily taken at the Blue Lias, just off the Fosse Way, until the rather less exciting motorway took us a quicker but less interesting way. He was one of the faithful band of drivers who drove back from the early days at Nottingham, arriving home in the middle of the night, having been up at crack of dawn from unseasy slumber on the floor of St John's College Nottingham, where he was the master breakfast chef.