Tenko
At my comprehensive high school , my friends considered me posh because my dad worked in the city and drove a jaguar.
My dad was working class boy from a south London council estate who worked bloody hard . He said he got his aspirations from the wealthy couple he stayed with when he was evacuated during the war .
I was bullied as a young child at school in the east end of Glasgow, for speaking in a 'posh' voice, my dad driving a Daimler and owning a business and my mother bringing me hot orange in a flask at break time. That was hard to adjust to, especially as my grandfather had been a 'barrow boy' in the roughest part of Glasgow. I had no idea I could be perceived as 'posh'. I subsequently changed my accent (much to my mother's annoyance as she had aspirations to be 'posh') and banned my mother from the school gates. There wasn't much I could do about my dad, his business and his cars. I'm guessing if I had gone to a west end school, I would have been bullied for my accent not being 'posh' ENOUGH!