|The 5th Earl of Carnarvon, or my grandma's largely absentee squire|
|Local (to me) working-class school uniforms, c. 1970.|
My senior school scrapped the blazer and tie just before I joined it at 11. I’m sure my grandmother was appalled. Given the chance she would, no doubt, have cuffed the headmaster. Bring it back, I say, and let’s re-begin with self-respect.