I am also mildly surprised that people who go to public schools are not hee-hawing nincompoops, but actually quite pleasant, amenable and ordinary, or as ordinary as you can be when only the most grammared, groomed and squeezed get to be at university in the first place. Thankfully one of my new chums is reassuringly ruddy faced, with a district commissioner air about him. One day, while I am in mid-rant about the parasitical upper classes, he rounds on me and calls me an ‘armchair pinko’. He’s absolutely right, but just Blimpish enough for me to dance out from under.

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