Aged 8, an anxious Miller and a precocious Powell were sent away to a boarding school that was a microcosm of postwar Britain. It was 1965 when they first confronted Jenko roaring, Brazier screaming, and Griffo gazing pruriently as they bathed naked. The Empire was gone, and its grey icons were being replaced by new heroes: the Beatles, Muhammad Ali, and the Apollo astronauts. On a pilgrimage back to their old haunts, Miller and Powell recreate the characters that defined their childhoods by telling a series of Tales. Some are shocking, some comic and some tragic; some are even uplifting. With charming candour, they draw us into a time when baby boomers and the stalwarts of Empire were colliding. "History at its best—narrated by eye-witnesses with passion, a flair for story-telling, and an eye for the bigger picture. Trigger warning—it's not for the faint of heart" —Simon Partner , Professor of History, Duke University "An evocative account of the lost world of the 1960s prep school and the lost boys who lived through it." —A.R. Beven , Author of The Sanctuary Man "The writing strikes a resounding chord of truth: clever, funny and original." —Lynn Stegner , Author of The Half-Life of Guilt "Recalls with astonishing detail the tyranny and the liberation of British prep schools in the late 1960s." —Michael Vatikiotis , author of Lives Between the Lines: A Journey in Search of the Lost Levant ". . . an account of a victorious society turned inward to become a museum of itself, with humorous exhibits." —Jan B. Gordon , Emeritus Professor of Anglo-American Studies, Tokyo University of Foreign Studies MILLER finished 13th equal out of a form of 14. Undeterred, he went on to earn both a B.A. and M.A. at Durham University. Between degrees, inspired by the admen of the 1960s, he spent forty years marketing hummus to Arabs, shampoo to ex-communists, laundry soap to Africans, and chocolate biscuits to Indians. Along this multinational trail, he found himself chair of several companies. Having followed in the footsteps of Joseph Conrad, he wrote his M.A. thesis, Commercial Conversations, on that author's Asian novels. Despite Griffo's "catastrophique" verdict on his prowess in French, he has settled in the francophone Swiss canton of Vaud. When not studying his French vocabulary, he spends time in Malaysia and Singapore. POWELL was always top of the class. It brought him an elite education. Despite an offer to study amongst the dreaming spires of Oxford, he chose to take a scholarship to study in America and earned a law degree from Stanford. As Griffo feared, he did not deliver on the conventional notion of "promise" but was nonetheless able to parlay his qualifications into a career that tracked the global expansion of the biotech industry. Lucky to be surrounded by great scientific minds, he tasted unprecedented success, breaking the mold of the grey-suited lawyer. He has always enjoyed observing those around him with an irreverent eye and has shared insights, both dull and provocative, in the legal press. He lives in San Francisco.