A Special Bulletin from:
The Bell Rings Out
Proudly misprinted every third Thursday since 1914
For Immediate Release (Despite No Authority Granting It)
Though this report falls outside our customary publication schedule (and indeed outside Matron’s good graces), the Editorial Committee has resolved, unanimously and with much thumping of fountain pens, to issue this special edition.
We are compelled to interrupt our regular editorial schedule to bring you this hastily penned, but no less vital, communique, one that has left even the most senior prefects momentarily lost for words (a rare occasion indeed), upset our (admittedly non-existent) posting plans, played havoc with our study schedules, and caused considerable disruption to our indexing of tuck boxes and biscuit crumbs, this paper is pleased — nay, obliged — to issue an unscheduled dispatch.
The circumstance are further news to report on the mysterious gymslip featured in yesterday’s #DailyUniform communiqué (Twitter and BlueSky editions both). Though I wore the gymslip, complete with crest and motto, I didn’t know what school the uniform came from, an embarrassing fact for this reporter. Was it a boarding school? Coed or girls only? Was the school even still open? Thanks to our loyal readers and their strange encyclopedic knowledge of school uniforms and girl’s boarding schools, the truth is now known!
Word arrived at precisely 3:47 p.m. — carried not by pigeon, but by Trevor Bell whose dashing entrance through the common room window has already entered local legend. Breathless and biscuit-crumbed, he delivered a parcel of information so curious, so delightfully unplanned, that it demanded immediate attention.
#dailyuniform
navy gymslip – Daniel Neal (vintage)
navy knickers – old stock
white shirt – John Lewis
white kneesocks – Amazon
black docs
grey and green tie – Albert Prendergast
grey hat – Ridgemont Make (vintage) pic.twitter.com/ixwMkWaSC9— Mija (@eltercerojo) June 19, 2025
The following dispatch has been transcribed with minimal editing (save for replacing the word “crikey” with “confidential”) and are hereby presented to you, dear reader, in the spirit of adventure, discovery, and a unhealthy fascination with the colour “bottle green.”
Based on his reporting, the uniform in question, previously classified as “unidentified but jolly smart,” and “perfect in its simplicity,” has now been further traced to its school of origin thanks to the keen observations of Mr. Trevor Bell (Form V) — field investigator, occasional Latin enthusiast, and founding member of the Society for Obscure Academic Stitching.

After close inspection of the crest embroidered upon the breast pocket (and no small amount of triumphant squinting), Bell reports with certainty that the garment hails from Dr. Williams’ School, in Dolgellau — an institution that, by all accounts, produced generations of formidable young ladies with firm handshakes and even firmer Latin. The distinguished Welsh institution opened its doors in 1878 until its tragic closure in 1975. .1Note: This was further confirmed by Fifth-Form Uniform Inspector Mr. Remus Crisp.
Mr. Bell based his careful identification on features that included:
The school’s Latin motto, “Ardua Semper” (“Always Work Hard”), rendered in proud embroidery beneath a crest of academic gravitas.2It has been further noted that Google’s translation of it as “Always Hard” is unlikely the version taught at the girls’ school.
The uniform was made in cut and colour scheme consistent with Welsh girls’ boarding attire of the post-WWII period — and, we note, ideal for both field hockey and uphill running.
This report, relayed by Mr. Bell via a folded note slipped under the editor’s dorm room door (unasked for, yet always welcome), is hereby published in full confidence, with due reverence for both uniform history and the excellent needlework of unknown alumnae.
“Unknown Uniform? Not Anymore!” says Bell, brandishing his Chambers Murray Latin-English Dictionary.”
The whole ensemble, from embroidered crest to slightly scuffed shoes, was a triumph of institutional design — a symphony in navy and green, with just the whispered suggestion of bottle-green knickers beneath, unseen but somehow deeply implied, like the third verse of the school song no one ever sings.
In conclusion: mystery solved, Bell triumphant, and the entire affair a salutary reminder that one should never underestimate a well-sewn pocket. Further inquiries or spirited debates may be addressed to the History Master, or shouted across the quad at an acceptable volume.
LATE BREAKING letter confirms our reporter:
Former Head Girl, Dr. Williams’ School (1943–44)
Posted from: Somewhere in the Cotswolds, likely under a cat
To Whom It May Concern,
I write, in something of a flurry, having just finished your excellent bulletin (and a second scone). I can confirm to your editors the uniform in question is indeed one from Dr. Williams.’ I recognised it instantly by the length of the gymslip and the faint air of defiance in the hat ribbon.
We were taught to wear it just so, particularly during Geography and any encounter with boys from Llan–College. One can also, of course, assume the regulation bottle-green knickers worn beneath — those stalwart garments of wool and fortitude.
We were assured they built character along with the rashes.
Please convey my commendation to young Mr. Bell. Were he female he would have done splendidly on our Form VI Motto Interpretation Panel.
Yours in green, grey, and tradition,
Honoria P-B
P.S. The hat ribbon was often adjusted according to mood. Mine leaned left during French verbs and revolutionary thought.
Editorial message: We salute Dr. Williams’ School and those “old girls” who wore the crest of “Ardua Semper” with pride, posture, and precisely measured skirt hems. May their legacy endure — and may Mr. T Bell and Mr. R Crisp each never lose their magnifying glass.
- 1Note: This was further confirmed by Fifth-Form Uniform Inspector Mr. Remus Crisp.
- 2It has been further noted that Google’s translation of it as “Always Hard” is unlikely the version taught at the girls’ school.
What astonishing historical detective work! What charming writing! What an amazing image accompanying the article! (How did you DO that? It’s . . . you.)
One unfortunate note: by your own admission you wore the wrong color pants. Dr. Williams seems the kind of place that might have consequences
Thank you! I’ve been thinking about the kind of community writing play we used to do on the newsgroup, plus doing a pretty deep dive into 19th and 20th century boarding school books. This seemed the perfect chance to have a bit of fun with that.
A friend I was at TASSP did some AI transformation of some pictures of the two of us in our uniforms (there was a “Saturday Detention”). This was me trying my hand at it.
Sadly, I fear you are right. My knickers were navy rather than the clearly required green. (The actual school had green wooly “liberty vests” too.)
Thank you so much for the mention; I must say, I am most honoured to have my name appear here. And I can wholeheartedly assure you that I am very much enjoying my role as Fifth-Form Uniform Inspector! 😊
You’re most welcome. Really I should have checked with you before volunteering you for the position, but our past exchanges led me to believe you were highly qualified, experienced, and likely to be willing.
Mija,
I would not want you to fail a uniform inspection with the wrong coloured knickers. Regulation green knickers are available at www,albertprendergast.com, The business is in the UK and supplies a comprehensive range of uniform items.
Trevor
Thank you! You won’t be surprised to hear I do have some of his knickers, as well as a few pairs of recently repaired new old stock ones purchased more than 20 years ago.
Thank you again for your keen-eyed detective work!