The Grammar School Uniform
Posted by Haron on 27 Sep 2007 at 08:43 am | Tagged as: Startles
This snippet is from “A Yorkshire Boyhood”, a memoir by the politician Roy Hattersley:
In these comprehensive days of all-emracing jeans, it is hard to recall the social cachet which was attached to grammar school uniform.
Thanks to caps and scarves the difference between “passing” and “failing” was visible to every neighbour. Green, maroon and navy blazers were the railment of success. Second-hand jackets handed down from elder brothers and sweaters hastily knitted by grandma were the apparel of defeat.
The lucky parents regarded the weeks of outfitting as a period of public rejoycing. Close relatives were invited to the scene of the actual purchase as if it were a wedding or a christening.
I can only approve of such attitudes. 
Actually, I remember the day I got my first uniform: the entire extended family showed up for a viewing. Over the course of two or three days I had modelled it to so many aunties, that by the first day at school the novelty had quite worn off.
The fussing was quite nice, though…
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I have a very sweet photo of me in my senior school uniform for the first time. Skirt, blazer, shirt, tie… I look so young! (I suppose, at 11, I was.)
Sadly, it’s marred somewhat by my mother’s terminal lack of attention to detail, viz. my dad’s underpants hanging on the washing line right behind me…
I loved my uniform so much. I wore the same one from age 11 to 16. The fact that I grew seven inches and never lengthend my skirt never really bothered me. Funny that…
Haron, did all your family really come over to celebrate the first trying-on of your Lowewood uniform? Wow! I’d imagined an entirely different kind of celebration myself
I’m still struggling with the idea that littlenic’s father’s underpants could find their way into a post on clothes fetishes…
Evie - was there no discipline whatsoever in your school?
Martha - I think Lowewood girls tend to remember the ceremonial removal of garments, rather than their trying on
I still find it sad that I never got to wear a school uniform. Mind you, I was very comfortable in my own clothes, but in the last year or two I did start to think that it would be nice to just have one
I suggest you start forcing people at universities to wear one, then I could finally wear a school uniform in a year 
Martha’s comment made me laugh out loud! And yes Abel, there was lots of dicipline, but mostly from the male, or creepy lesbian staff, none of whom minded the short skirts!
Hi,
I’m Canadian, a diehard fetishist for school uniform and a lurker here for the past couple of weeks. I have just completed a novel set at an academy in northern England (Yorkshire) that celebrates the Headmistress - schoolgirl/schoolboy dynamics. Unfortunately I have never had contact with anyone who actually went through it, which I believe some of you have. It is very interesting to read what you have to say. I shall have to glean bits for a further story.
Regards,
Ron
Kate - Uni or not, it’s never too late for a girl to start wearing uniform
Evie - glad you brought a smile to the staff’s faces!
Ron - wanna read the novel! Welcome, and hope our little community here can provide some inspiration
Abel, thanks for the warm reception. I will be happy to send it to you, but I must warn ya all - it’s more than just spanking - it’s porn, though well written and original.
Ron - porn? You mean with sex and stuff? Shock, horror. You’d never catch me reading that sort of thing. Honest. (Oh, thank goodness the customs people never inspect my laptop!)