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According to the Wikipedia article about the Upper Class
Many upper class families will be in possession of works of art by old masters, valuable sculpture or period furniture, having had said pieces handed down through several generations. Indeed, inheriting the vast majority of one's possessions is the traditional form in upper class families. On that point, there is a well-known derisory quotation from Conservative politician Michael Jopling, who referred to cabinet colleague Michael Heseltine as the kind of person who 'bought his own furniture' (in the Alan Clark Diaries). (The former was then put down himself by a Baron as "the kind of person who bought his own castle").

What kind of person are you?
Or alternatively, what gems of knowledge have you uncovered lately?
(, Sat 6 Jun 2009, 17:39, archived)
hang on. I thought you left?

(, Sat 6 Jun 2009, 17:40, archived)
I am the sort of person who can tell an upper class family that their 'old master' is worthless and/or shit.

(, Sat 6 Jun 2009, 17:41, archived)
Are you all finished now?

(, Sat 6 Jun 2009, 17:47, archived)
YES
*punches the air*

It's a bit of an anticlimax, I need more fun times STAT!

How are you lovely lady?
(, Sat 6 Jun 2009, 17:48, archived)
I'm happy today
for I purchased some new heated rollers with which I shall carry out HAIR EXPERIMENTS later.

We need to meet up. Very much. For boozes and funtiem.
(, Sat 6 Jun 2009, 17:50, archived)
Woop yes excellent and good.
I am going to my final ball at the Courtauld and I don't have anything amazing to wear and no monies to buy anything with. This sad times Wicca, sadtimes.
(, Sat 6 Jun 2009, 17:52, archived)
Oh Lizzie :(
This might call for an eyelash fluttering session at your parents.
(, Sat 6 Jun 2009, 17:58, archived)
Hmmmm. I would but they're paying for me and Az to go on holiday to the tune of £600
and I have a horrible feeling I may have to flutter my eyelashes at them for 2 months rent.

Eeeeek.

Finances = not good.
(, Sat 6 Jun 2009, 18:03, archived)
Charity shops have been my saviour in this situation, on more than one occasion.
Stuff that some posh kid has probably only worn once.
(, Sat 6 Jun 2009, 18:00, archived)
Yes, I may have to go for a rummage.

(, Sat 6 Jun 2009, 18:04, archived)
Ohhh I miss my heated rollers
I used them for years, but I can do almost everything with my GHDs nowdays so I got rid of them but I wish I hadn't now. I used to put them in wet hair straight out of the shower on a morning leave them all day and then give them one last blast with a hair dryer before removing them.
(, Sat 6 Jun 2009, 17:55, archived)
This.
The Woman doesn't know what to do with herself now that the exams are over.
(, Sat 6 Jun 2009, 17:52, archived)
me neither,
and that was 10 years ago.
(, Sat 6 Jun 2009, 17:57, archived)
but i bet you love to mix in circles, cliques and social coteries

(, Sat 6 Jun 2009, 18:01, archived)
hand me my nose ring

(, Sat 6 Jun 2009, 18:02, archived)
show me the mosh pit!

(, Sat 6 Jun 2009, 18:04, archived)
I am just me, over emotional, slighty neurotic and a little obsessive.
Class wise I would say working class.
(, Sat 6 Jun 2009, 17:43, archived)
also
Seeing all these Veterans at Normandy is making me a little sad, I can't think of seeing anything more horrific and scary than what they saw.
(, Sat 6 Jun 2009, 17:51, archived)
*Sympathy Panda*
=P
(, Sat 6 Jun 2009, 17:58, archived)
I judge myself by how big my HDTV is

(, Sat 6 Jun 2009, 17:43, archived)
i can yodel

(, Sat 6 Jun 2009, 17:43, archived)
I eat chicken off the bone with my hands
and frown on people who use a knife and fork
(, Sat 6 Jun 2009, 17:43, archived)
my other half is always telling me off because I like to lick the plate
it can be very embarassing in restaurants
(, Sat 6 Jun 2009, 17:48, archived)
I always used to get told off for eating salad with my fingers.
Looks like finger food to me.
So then I'd eat my bread and butter with my knife and fork and get told off for that as well. Totally inconsistent.
(, Sat 6 Jun 2009, 17:50, archived)
That is fucking disgusting.

(, Sat 6 Jun 2009, 17:54, archived)
I love me a bit of pickin' chicken.
Gimmi a roast chicken, and an artist pallet of condiments, and you'll see a happy chappy.

Just whipe your hands on the jeans when you're done.
(, Sat 6 Jun 2009, 17:52, archived)
I am me. Some people like me, some people do not, some people are indifferent.
I don't feel part of a 'class'.
(, Sat 6 Jun 2009, 17:49, archived)
My dad gets upset when I tell him he's working class.
He wears a flat cap and everything!
(, Sat 6 Jun 2009, 17:52, archived)
you shouldn't beret him for it

(, Sat 6 Jun 2009, 18:05, archived)
you mean in terms of furniture?
well, I buy functional stuff, usually quite cheaply, often second-hand. My interior design skills are severely lacking. I'm unlikely to inherit any furniture but my mum does have a certain amount of tasteless tat cluttering up her house which is supposed to be "worth a bit on eBay, once we get round to properly listing it" which I am praying I won't inherit.
(, Sat 6 Jun 2009, 17:50, archived)
in terms of anything you like.

(, Sat 6 Jun 2009, 17:51, archived)
I'm working class
bordering on the Jeremy Kyle-fearing, Lidls-shopping, benefit-scounging underclass
(, Sat 6 Jun 2009, 17:53, archived)
I'm the kindda guy who buys his trousers one size to big, but wears a belt to keep them around my waste.
If you know what I mean.
(, Sat 6 Jun 2009, 17:54, archived)
it is sunny
you are wrong
(, Sat 6 Jun 2009, 18:04, archived)
eh?

(, Sat 6 Jun 2009, 18:06, archived)