Houses
The school consists of seven senior boarding houses:
| House | Colour | Built | Namesake |
|---|---|---|---|
| Baxter | Grey | 1990 | Richard Baxter, a 17th Century Puritan Minister |
| Dudley | Purple | 1984 | the Earls of Dudley, the family who bought the Foley's estate of Witley Court |
| Foley | Green | 1982 | Thomas Foley, the founder of the School |
| Foster | Red | A prominent local family (see James Foster) | |
| Maybury | Royal Blue | William Maybury, headmaster from 1883–1928 | |
| Potter | Sky Blue | 2009 | Chris Potter, headmaster from 1978 until 2001 |
| Witley | Yellow | 1983 | Witley Court, the Foley family mansion |
There is one junior boarding house: Prospect House named after its location on Prospect Hill in Stourbridge.
Before the houses were associated with buildings, there was also a Lyttelton house, named after the Lyttelton family who built nearby Hagley Hall. Katherine Lady Lyttelton and her son Sir Henry Lyttelton, sold the manor of Old Swinford to Thomas Foley in 1661.
Read more about this topic: Old Swinford Hospital
Famous quotes containing the word houses:
“To me heaven would be a big bull ring with me holding two barrera seats and a trout stream outside that no one else was allowed to fish in and two lovely houses in the town; one where I would have my wife and children and be monogamous and love them truly and well and the other where I would have my nine beautiful mistresses on nine different floors.”
—Ernest Hemingway (1899–1961)
“The mob is man voluntarily descending to the nature of the beast. Its fit hour of activity is night. Its actions are insane like its whole constitution. It persecutes a principle; it would whip a right; it would tar and feather justice, by inflicting fire and outrage upon the houses and persons of those who have these. It resembles the prank of boys, who run with fire-engines to put out the ruddy aurora streaming to the stars.”
—Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803–1882)
“There is the rich quarter, with its houses of pink and white, and
its crumbling, leafy terraces.
There is the poorer quarter, its homes a deep blue.
There is the market, where men are selling hats and swatting flies”
—John Ashbery (b. 1927)