British private school education is infused with idiosyncratic nomenclature; most of it complete nonsense to an outsider and something I’m certain The Collective takes an elitist pride in. At least in my experience at Tonbridge, it all went from “rather quaint and colourful“ through “confusing and not very helpful” to an extreme of “positively obscure”. […]

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Twenty-eight years ago approximately I remember being in some swanky restaurant in Soho with a very hot friend of mine who I “very much” wanted to get to know…  a lot better. She was receptive, of course, and all this was part of the mating dance. We were at a Parisian style “brasserie” and there […]

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