Stamford School - School Crest and Uniform

School Crest and Uniform

The school's crest is a stork with wings displayed on a wool bale over the motto + me spede, meaning Christ me spede. The emblem was adopted from medieval wool merchant, William Browne, after the school had been re-endowed from Browne's Charity in 1873. (The stork is supposed to be a rebus on his wife, Margaret's maiden name of Stoke). The current form was designed by Nelson Dawson. The crest is worn on the breast pocket of the blazer. Until 1960 all boys wore a white crest, nowadays however, the privilege of the white crest is worn by Sixth-Form prefects. Most boys wear a maroon crest. House prefects, in the lower school, wear a maroon crest with a maroon ribbon attached to the top of the pocket. Blue crests are worn by Fifth-Form prefects. Badges, awarded for extensive house activity are worn usually on the left lapel. Boys can be seen wearing an array of different school ties. Every boy receives his tie specific to his house upon joining the school, but may be awarded others as a mark of his achievements through the school. These include house colours, middle school colours, representative colours (known as half school colours), and full school colours. Stamford School Club ties are worn on Saturdays by boys representing the school in the day's fixtures. Lower school house captains are also awarded ties as are boarders from Browne and Byard Houses. All boys wear black or charcoal-grey trousers (shorts in the junior school) and a school blazer, which is navy blue.

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