Is there still a place for single-sex schools?

NO

I am pretty sure my all-girl school turned me into a delinquent. All right, I might not have peed in phone boxes, graffiti’d on trains or spent time in a state penitentiary. But for all of this, I definitely think a strain of delinquency was bred into me by single–sex education. Just outside a sedentary market town in the West Country, my boarding school had presumably been chosen by my mother to instil in me a measure of gentility; it certainly wasn’t for the academia. Old dames, many of whom had been at the school themselves during the Boer War, made up the teaching staff. It is hard to express how sex-obsessed we were; no gardener went unharassed, no teacher not featured in some revolting ‘Would you rather?’ scenario. However, as it was a religious school, our main attention was reserved for clergymen. Standard practice was to accidentally-on-purpose tuck our kilts into our knickers if there was a guest preacher on Sunday.