I took slightly longer than usual to get into work today because I became unexpectedly engrossed in my old school magazine, which, since it happened fifty years ago, is devoted to the advent of co-education at Marlborough College. The girls were described as ‘the icing on the cake’. ‘This school is a boys’ school and will remain a boys’ school, but it will be a better boys’ school for having a few girls in it’. The attitudes towards co-education were, in retrospect, antediluvian, but it was at least a small step in the right direction. Fifteen girls arrived amongst 800 boys. I was at a disadvantage being small, stunted and scrofulous. It was September 1968.