This book won't be to everyone's taste. It is scabrous, self-indulgent, mischeivous, occasionally dirty, perhaps even libellous, and the events it describes do not reflect at all well on life at one of the nation's major public schools . . .
Oh, what the heck! Its not for the po-faced, but if you've got what is often described as a "dark" sense of humour, you'll love it. Simon Raven wrote a set of novels, called "Alms for Oblivion", in which he took a group of characters, none of them at all heroic, from a dodgy start at public school, through the vicissitudes of life in the 50s, 60s and 70s - each novel written in a different genre (a trick later tried with great success by Terry Pratchett), such as war novel, whodunnit, and so on. The factual (allegedly) events narrated in this autobiography inspired the novels, and with this book in hand (where everyone has their real name) one can easily work out who is who in the novel series.
You can read this book alone, however, and enjoy Raven's no-holds-barred tale of youthful naughtiness and cricket. Be warned; read it on the train at your peril as there is plenty that will make you snigger at least, even if, under iron self-control, you restrain yourself from ROFLing.