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:
“The spectacle of misery grew in its crushing volume. There seemed to be no end to the houses full of hunted starved children. Children with dysentery, children with scurvy, children at every stage of starvation.... We learned to know that the barometer of starvation was the number of children deserted in any community.”
—Mary Heaton Vorse (1874–1966)
“There is a distinction to be drawn between true collectors and accumulators. Collectors are discriminating; accumulators act at random. The Collyer brothers, who died among the tons of newspapers and trash with which they filled every cubic foot of their house so that they could scarcely move, were a classic example of accumulators, but there are many of us whose houses are filled with all manner of things that we “can’t bear to throw away.””
—Russell Lynes (1910–1991)
“Midway the lake we took on board two manly-looking middle-aged men.... I talked with one of them, telling him that I had come all this distance partly to see where the white pine, the Eastern stuff of which our houses are built, grew, but that on this and a previous excursion into another part of Maine I had found it a scarce tree; and I asked him where I must look for it. With a smile, he answered that he could hardly tell me.”
—Henry David Thoreau (1817–1862)