I liked this so much and can relate. The Kentucky version being my mother's fear of being considered white trash. Her girls had to avoid making too much noise, wearing too much make-up, too much color. Being too much of anything. As a result, better keep me off the tribunals, too.
Once, when I was an undergraduate in London, I went drinking with a group of friends who’d brought along some very posh guy from Cambridge. We walked into a local pub in Bethnal Green and - at the top of his voice, and with the lack of self-awareness and disdain for others that only the truly posh can get away with - he said, ‘GOSH, IT’S REALLY WORKING CLASS IN HERE, ISN’T IT?’ The whole pub went silent. Thankfully the Kray Twins were long gone by that point but I could never work up the courage to go there again.
I liked this so much and can relate. The Kentucky version being my mother's fear of being considered white trash. Her girls had to avoid making too much noise, wearing too much make-up, too much color. Being too much of anything. As a result, better keep me off the tribunals, too.
Another cracker. Loved this Rowan.
Once, when I was an undergraduate in London, I went drinking with a group of friends who’d brought along some very posh guy from Cambridge. We walked into a local pub in Bethnal Green and - at the top of his voice, and with the lack of self-awareness and disdain for others that only the truly posh can get away with - he said, ‘GOSH, IT’S REALLY WORKING CLASS IN HERE, ISN’T IT?’ The whole pub went silent. Thankfully the Kray Twins were long gone by that point but I could never work up the courage to go there again.