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The headmaster of my prep school, a man of royalist leanings, was fond of a story, dating from the mid-1960s, about a young boy who was stopped by an American tourist on Eton High Street. "Tell me, son," said the Texan, "is it true that you have to be a lord to go to Eton?" The boy considered this strange question. "Well," he replied, "you don't have to be. But we all are." Actually, not all of us were. I certainly wasn't. - www.telegraph.co.uk