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give_satisfaction about Stephen Fry's schooldays. He writes extensively about sex and sexual identity in his childhood memoir, Moab Is My Washpot. Stephen attended a public school, Uppingham, which was much like Eton. This was in the late 60s before school traditions such as "fagging" were abolished.
Stephen Fry's Schooldays, Part Two: Uppingham
Excerpt: Yes, I might have been tall, yes, I might have been growing almost visibly, yes, my voice might have broken, but what was happening down there? Fuck all, that was what was happening.
If I heard the word "immature" used, even in the most innocent context, I would blush scarlet. Immature meant me having no hair down there. Immature meant me having a salted snail for a cock. Immature meant shame, inadequacy, defeat and misery
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Stephen Fry's Schooldays, Part Two: Uppingham
Excerpt: Yes, I might have been tall, yes, I might have been growing almost visibly, yes, my voice might have broken, but what was happening down there? Fuck all, that was what was happening.
If I heard the word "immature" used, even in the most innocent context, I would blush scarlet. Immature meant me having no hair down there. Immature meant me having a salted snail for a cock. Immature meant shame, inadequacy, defeat and misery