Tadcaster Grammar School - History

History

The school was founded in 1557 by Owen Oglethorpe, Bishop of Carlisle as a boys' school in Tadcaster. It merged with the Dawson's Girls' School at the beginning of the 20th century.

In 1960, it moved to the site of Toulston Lodge, just outside of Tadcaster. Although Toulston Lodge has now been converted into classrooms, as opposed to living quarters (once belonging to Oliver Cromwell), the original fireplace is still in place, as is the skylight and the wooden elephants that surround it.

Since 2000, the school has seen many new buildings added including a new science block, library, and an extension to the Design Technology block. In addition, a new sixth-form block was constructed which also houses Religious Education classrooms, and there is a new entrance area with three business classrooms.

During the summer of 2006, a new entrance was built with automatic doors, a new disabled ramp was built for access to the science block and a new path was built along the school car park to the pottery shed. Also, during summer 2009 a new disabled ramp was built for access into the English temporary buildings, specifically for the classrooms T22 and T21. There was also new wooden fencing built in and around the school car park. Another addition to the school was a wooden sculpture at the entrance. This was erected in memory of the fallen Old Tree, formerly a school landmark since the change of site in 1960.

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