Due to divorce, I was ejected from a 800 pupil East Anglian grammar school at thirteen and dispatched to 1600 pupil state comprehensive oop north.
The contrast, was as you might imagine, striking.
I had a very 'posh' southern accent by their standards, but not by mine or anyone else I had ever met, which marked me out from the off
The comp was huge and impersonal, and I quickly got lost, and faded into the background, particular when my arm was broken by another pupil and I was largely forgotten about for two months. [This event clouded my judgement of even more]
The racial composition was different too. But not in the way you'd think.
The GS had pupils of South Asian, Chinese and Italian backgrounds. The comp was almost 100% white Anglo-Saxon. My closest friend at the GS had Bangladeshi parents and was a Muslim.
However, when I tell local people which school I went to, and I mention the comprehensive, they say 'oh, I'm not surprised you went to the posh school'
The comprehensive is now leafy, middle-class and oversubscribed academy. And it was much the same then. Even when I was there it sent five to eight of its 200-strong sixth form to Cambridge, where it had links to a particular college.
I, however, never regarded it as anything other than a poor substitute for what I had snatched away from me.
Strange world.