There is no doubt that the enemy is at the gates, or indeed in the very bed in which Moi attempts to sleep. Its Moths, yes they have invaded our home and chiefly because some of the male residents refused to check their clothes as they were asked to do, not the Nipote who is of course perfect in all respects. Some of the house has been sealed off by men in masks and is a toxic area which must not be dusted or hoovered for three weeks. Don’t get me started on the rest of it, the Sainted one has at last had to address a vile scanky cupboard full of smelly sports gear, martian ski boots, and out of date morning suits whose crutches have been reduced to lace apparently moths love urine its very nourishing. The dry cleaners down the road make special deliveries and collection here on a daily basis to collect and repair moth holed cashmeres it is costing a fortune. And now I have seen one in my bedroom. They lay ten thousand eggs a day!
I sat next to a woman this week who had a dramatic desire to “share” her problems with me. I did not “reach out” but listened quietly while she unburdened a terrible anguish. It was basically about her child’s failure to gain entrance to a particular London Day School which has such terrible facilities that half of the pupils have to be marched around Sloane Square all day. There are not enough class rooms you see. The poor woman began to weep as she described the pressure within the “Yummy Mummies” who will go to any lengths to turn their kids into boring little nervous breakdown swots who go off the rails when they see how the other ninety-nine percent of the country lives. I tried to suggest that she lived next door to a fabulous sate school, she looked at me as if I were mad.
No it is the system which is mad and the single most divisive element in Britain, it is breaking the middle classes who risk everything including their sanity to buy into private education which is now lagging behind the state system by yards as more and more middle class aspirational parents make the sensible choice. One of my grandsons lived with us for two years when he was pulled out of a public school and went to a state Academy, he never missed a day and did brilliantly, he was with boys and girls who knew this was their lucky break and their future depended on it they didn’t have a safety net, they made their own a good rounded education and entrance to a university of their own choice..
David Cameron is the product of a private education, he talks the talk all right, but it is terribly patronizing, and he wants to be seen as terribly PC which is why he is shooting Oxford in the foot and is banging on about selection based on ethnicity instead of merit how disgraceful to patronize people in such a way, NOBODY wants to get into Oxford because of the colour of their skin be it black or white. The man is lost in his own bullshit which is precisely what he brought back to the luncheon table from Europe. Of course he went to Oxford didn’t he , ever heard of shitting on your own doorstep?