When my wife Jenny and I entered teaching in 1975, the choice was both deliberate and happenstance. I was the son of David and Josephine Wilding, who met at Kings College London when undergraduates studying History, who entered teaching as a career in the early fifties. They determined to set up their own Prep School, found a property called Claires Court in Maidenhead and opened for business in 1960. Embued with the experience of living with entrepreneurial educators, when Dad and Mum offered me a job as a junior Maths, Science and Games teacher, and Jenny a post of teaching secondary History at Newlands school in Maidenhead, our married lives commenced working together in the same career at a perfect time.
In January 1981, I became Master-in-charge of the newly formed Senior School, the juniors being hived off to Ridgeway, the house my parents added to expand boarding in 1964. With my brother Hugh, who’d joined the business to take over the bursar’s function earlier in 1980, I became fellow Principal in 1984, and from then onwards, I joined the collegiate role of school leadership. it’s been a blast.
This April, after 45 years as a head and 36 years as a member of the Independent Schools Association, I stepped down as the Headteacher of Claires Court, notifying both the Government and ISA that I had ceased to be the name in charge. When Rachel from Accounts decided to tax family businesses into oblivion in her November 2024 budget, we were left with no choice other than find a suitable charity into which to reverse the school, the sale of Claires Court in 19 February this year to the Licensed Trade Charity, LTC, provided the perfect solution.
Aged 72, and since 1992 a serving member of Executive Council, the now central body of Headteacher Trustees, my last Annual conference as the school member of the Association was held this week in Bristol. I was privileged to have my time celebrated with the 100+ delegates in attendance at the Annual dinner this Thursday. To date I’ve taken the step away from headship into a new supporting role for the school, managing the 40+ working partnerships and relationships with the wider community in my stride. This Friday, the emotion of the very real severance of my work for school and association hit me.
Yet by now, as I write this on Saturday 16 May 2026, so many from the wide number of friends from the school (past and present), fellow headteachers, Principals and leaders in education, I realise they saw this coming. I’ve never considered my job as anything other than making a difference in the lives of the children in my care. At its biggest, Claires Court has had over 1100 pupils and 400+ employees, so it’s been a heck of a commitment, but it’s also been a whole bale of fun.
Jenny and I have lived our lives very privately. We’ve 2 amazing sons, their partners and children (3 boys, Boston Terrier Terence, Freddie & Bertie in order of arrival), my brother’s mob and wider families and chums, our future remains in Maidenhead. By now, after all those years recognised in national contribution, my place is here, my home town, my safe space. Of course, I’ll take a bit of a blow on the sidelines, yet happy in the knowledge that my love of Rugby, Cricket, Golf and Football remains here in the town, associated with all 4 clubs, eponymously named. And above all, I know I’m not alone after all.
And whilst I’ve been a supporter of Chelsea Football club all my life, I can’t help connecting with one of the most brilliant songs of my childhood, “You’ll never walk alone” sung by Freddie and the dreamers.
When you walk through a storm, hold your head up high,
And don’t be afraid of the dark.
At the end of a storm, there’s a golden sky,
And the sweet, silver song of a lark.
Walk on through the wind,
Walk on through the rain,
Though your dreams be tossed and blown.
Walk on, walk on,
With hope in your heart,
And you’ll never walk alone.
You’ll never walk alone.
Walk on, walk on,
With hope in your heart,
And you’ll never walk alone.
Thank you, all my friends and colleagues. Whilst my journey’s not yet over, it has been a bit rocky for a little while this Spring. If I may add, somewhat imperfectly to the original verses written by Rodgers and Hammerstein in their 1945 musical Carousel.
“You’ve reached out through the storm,
seen the tears in my eyes
Yet renewed my faith in my choice.
I have hope in my heart,
I’ve seen the sun break through,
As I know I don’t walk alone.
And I love you all for that.
I can’t thank you enough.
Have faith in my strength.
I’ll be strong now I’m through,
My heart’s in the Game,
And you know above all,
I know you are there,
So I’ll do the same.
Responsibility, Respect
Loyalty next,
And Integrity above all.”














