Of course you're quite right. Get them into a decent state school —
Alright, get them into a state school and if they can string a sentence together, every university in the country will be begging for them.
Sophie's planning to pull Orlando out of Eton for his final year. Pop him in the local comp — metal detectors, everything.
Clever girl...Mind you...
He'll get slaughtered.
But he'll get into Oxford, won't he! There's a faith school in the Midlands, apparently — got twenty-five kids into Oxbridge this year!
Outrageous. When you think how much the rest of us are shelling out...
Maybe it was twenty. I've no idea. But it was more than they managed at Charlie's school. At £29,000 per year after tax and not including the games kit. If you please!
It's all about the quotas, though, isn't it? Nowadays. Those poor kids get themselves into Oxbridge. They probably can't even read!
I'm not joking, Ciss. Wish I was! Seriously. It's terrible this — sort of social apartheid. Whatever you want to call it.
I feel very strongly about that.
Oh! Me too.
I'd love nothing more than to send my kids to the local school. For a sense of perspective...
...Encourage them to see the bigger picture. Diversity and everything. Whatever it's called. Equal opportunities. I'm all for it!