Word: etonic
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...Whitbread Trophy, Princess Anne's horse Stevie B was decidedly non-U as he made a shambles of a jump and a splash of his royal rider. Both walked away safely, everything dampened but their spirits. Meanwhile, Fleet Street speculated that Princess Margaret would marry an Old Eton ian and wealthy widower, Norman Lonsdale. He would be an atypically U choice for Margaret. Asked whether he would rule out any chance that he would wed the Princess, Lonsdale was gallantly U in his reply: "I think it would be rather rude if I said there was no possibility...
...successor to the often mercurial Evans, a product of the working class, Murdoch chose an irreproachably Tory blueblood: Times Deputy Editor Charles Douglas-Home, 44, a nephew of former Conservative Prime Minister Lord Home. Douglas-Home was schooled at Eton and served in the Royal Scots Greys regiment...
...into a spine. The only problem is that Keith, for all his bluster, does not know what he is doing, in business or on the boat, and Alistair, when he eventually takes the helm, runs them onto the mud. Salvation comes in the person of a riverman, Vince (Graeme Eton), who puts the boat back on course. Vince knows how to do everything, it seems, and, after a day or two of amiability, displaces Keith as captain, humiliates Alistair and, with the help of a lady friend (Gillian Sevan), pulls down the Union Jack and unfurls the pirate...
During his ten years as headmaster McCrum nudged ten of Eton's 25 independent houses into giving up fagging voluntarily. But the rest refused. Among pupils and old boys, fagging remains popular. Indeed, ex-fags point to benefits from fagging. "You learn how to command by learning how to obey," says one Old Etonian. Beyond that, a good senior, or "fag master," helps new boys find their way around the complex campus and sometimes becomes a lifelong friend. Recalls Sir John Hogg, 62, chairman of the Old Etonian Association: "I had an extraordinarily good fellow...
Reclining in an easy chair and sipping tea prepared by his fag, an Eton senior, 18, recalls: "I didn't exactly enjoy being a fag myself, but thanks to some Library boys who threw their eggs in my direction when I didn't cook them properly, I know all about poached eggs." Still, the practice must go at Eton, as it has already elsewhere in Britain. Says Old Etonian Lord Redcliffe-Maud: "It's a source of misunderstanding by outsiders, who regard fagging as a brutal form of slavery. It's nothing like that of course...