They’re not all rich. Some are just deluded enough to throw good money away. One of my ex-girlfriends didn’t go to an independent school, but her brother did. What a mindfuck that must have been. Your brother is worth more than you.
What happens to children who are already in private education? To bump up costs by 20% for parents who can’t afford it, and have to move their children back into state school could result in that money being wasted for those parents. I think the 20% increase should only be applicable to new starters if this was a serious policy.
Channel 4 commissions “The Inbetweeners : The Next Generation”.
Really though, the main concern is that these kids would not be able to cope in a comprehensive school, and the main reason for that is that their parents didn’t want their kids mixing with that lot anyway.
Besides, it’s not like being made homeless, is it?
This should raise around £1.8b. Fuck spending that on shit flans and bollocks chocloate mousses. Spend it on something useful, like 60,000 new teachers to reduce school class sizes - that’s 3 per school on average.
This initiative doesn’t preclude the raising of standards elsewhere.
This. Many of the My daughts friends parents are academics, often form abroad- lecturers earning 30-35k which is higher than avaerge for sure, but not by much and hardly huge - often their partners work locally in more administrtaive roles within teh university earning under 20k - but this after tax is enough to pay the 7-10 k per year (or 600-800 per month) so not sure how this makes folks ‘rich’ enough to pay another 2k on top… Sure ther arefolks for who an extra 2k is easy…but that is not the majority that i know…
Really… have you experienced an independent school yourself ? in effect are you qualified to make this case or is it just reflective of your assumptions based on your innate prejudices and reverse snobbery? you having met a few ignorant cunts at uni…
There you go. Even in private schools, the class divide persists. I bet at parents day the Idle Rich see you rock up in ur Volkswagon Passat, with ur Marks & Spencer suit, and they’re just like, ew.
They’re not all rich. Some are just deluded enough to throw good money away. One of my ex-girlfriends didn’t go to an independent school, but her brother did. What a mindfuck that must have been. Your brother is worth more than you.
In your opinion maybe but isn’t living in a free society about having choices ?
When I grew up on a council estate we didn’t have choices, we had fish paste sandwiches and spam for dinner (tea we now call it in the north) but it didn’t do me any harm. Papsweb wasn’t build on private education and cricket matches. It was made from hard work and sweat from the lesbian sisters on the flowers estate. Now if you southern fairies have more money than sense and want to throw it away on education, that’s fine but my kids are getting a free lunch out of it and that’s final!
This is indeed the case Bear… I know my status in lifes pecking order… but no different from similar sub groupings in the state world… With the Volvo drivers looking down on Ford Mondeo man, who looks down on Dachia man
Hi unlucky fuckers who live in the UK. Where I live, University is cheap as chips even for people who come from outside of the EU and it is good. Nursery is about £300 a month, kindergarten is £250 a month and includes meals. You are squabbling over the petty scraps the masters throw you from your table when you should be looking at me on the other table getting my dick sucked and my tummy tickled. On top of that they throw cash at me for having kids. That’s one clue as to why things are different at my table. I.e. low birth rate. But what explains the low birth rate over here and the high birth rate over there. It’s actually quite a profound difference between two very similar cultures.
I was chilling in Lab B with Chris, one of my state educated chums.
He gets a message from “Bret” (not his real name) who claims “Hur hur! I’m going to write a password grabber and hack my fellow students”.
I send him an email saying “Password grabber? You couldn’t even print your name on the screen, you soft-arsed public school bag of shite”.
Ten minutes later, he arrives in Lab B, swinging his arms about like Hugh Grant and Colin Firth in Bridget Jones Diary.
A minute later, he’s stowed and bleeding.
Two hours later, I have to explain to ms pap that the marks on my necks are not love bites, and do in fact, represent the most ferocious attack my opponent could muster on me - scratching my neck as he was getting pummeled.
