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The Royalist
The Daily Beast
LIVE: Bursaries, Tailcoats and a Chequebook at 13| The Royalist at Eton; Episode 1
NOV 4, 202631 MIN
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Description
I’m taking a couple of days off the royal news to do something a little different and tell you about my own schooldays at Eton College, where Prince George has just started.
I arrived in 1987, aged 13, as a new boy in Keate House. My father had been there before me (and was expelled, I hasten to add, as was I in the end). The only reason I got through the door at all was my brilliant mum, a children’s fashion designer, who tracked down the War Memorial Bursary that paid half my fees.
In this first episode I talk about how the money was found, the family who went before me, being kitted out with my one new tailcoat on Eton High Street, and being handed a Coutts chequebook at 13 so I could pay for bacon rolls at Rowlands. It ends in the car on my first day, my stomach flipping like a pancake as the spires of Eton loomed up ahead.
Part two is out tomorrow.
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