Kevin's Watch

I started at boarding school at the tender age of 7, spent four years at this 'preparatory school' untill age 11 and then graduated to the 'main school' for a further five years untill my parents realised I was doing no work, recieving no schooling and that they were pouring their hard earned money down the drain. Latterly my school was a place of lax and louche disinterest in all but the brightest of students with no effort placed into the 'also rans' other than to ensure their fee cheque arrived duly on time. In it's earlier years at the prep school, it was a place of brutality and cruelty where you learned to be hard very quickly or you were in deep, deep trouble. I can only imagine the damage that some of the boys [it was a single sex school] must have carried away with them. Luckily I was not one of the [grantedly few] boys who through no fault of their own, could not fit in - their lives can only have been described as 'hell'. We survived a vicious regimen of fear and bullying [and I mean from the headmaster] and amongst it all even managed to forge firm friendships and get up to all the high-jinks that young boys will. We had fun, we played hard and we did not forget.

Am I alone in remembrances such as these?

I wanted to but couldn't find platform 9 3/4 or something ...

I wonder who paid the fees at Hogwarts??

No. No money. Had much more fun at a secondary modern with a 6th form.

Nope, I are a fine product of our fine U. S. of A. public schools.

just a bit of advice for any of our younger members who might be considering the idea of popping your dimple cheeked issue off to the nearest upper lip stiffening, back-bone introducing educational establishment - don't!

I went to and all male-until my senior year-boarding school in NE Connecticut. Hated every minute of it.