what’s something that absolutely ISN’T posh but you thought it was?

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I would say

Having 3 bathrooms

Appletizer!

@ComeWhatMayKeepTheHope

70s child and I grew up in a pretty wealthy area - so my idea of posh was based off school friends and people living around me - looking back the bar was clearly set rather high

Flying to a foreign holiday
Having 2 cars
Dishwashers
School uniforms from Harrods or John Lewis
Being able to stable your pony at home
Having more than one Labrador
Parents having a Range Rover or Land Rover for weekend use only for pulling said ponies to gymnkahas.
Children hanging a landline in their bedrooms (just like in the American movies).
Going to the family country estate at weekend
Having a place “ up in town” (London) which the father used for weeknights
Having weekly dinner parties with ladies arriving in fur coats
Children being chauffeured to school
Having daily help although the mothers never worked
Mothers always busy with charity events
Endless after school activities

I did not realize what a privileged world I have grown up until I went to Uni. But my parents were very liberal and although we would have been considered posh by many they took us on ban the bomb marches and votes labour (unheard of where we lived ).

A lot of these things ARE posh though 😂 family chauffeur? Country estate? Separate flat JUST for work? Yes lol, those people were posh

An Onyx table Lighter. Heavy green/black rock thing sitting by a huge metal ashtray with central plunger. Quite the thing in 1975 in most 'lounges' I knew of amongst my friends, back in the day

Scampi :)

In your face branded designer handbags
Candles for decorative purposes only and not lighting them
Where I’m from saying dinner instead of supper is considered posh & fancy. I was very shocked when I arrived here people thought I wash posh for saying supper!
Grey

After eight mints

They were the poshest thing ever when I was a child. Now you can get them in Poundland.

One of my colleagues thinks paying more than £10 for a pair of shoes is posh, she couldn’t believe I bought Clark’s shoes.

My husband still thinks After 8s are posh.

@TheRebelle

One of my colleagues thinks paying more than £10 for a pair of shoes is posh, she couldn’t believe I bought Clark’s shoes.

Seriously? She’d be appalled by my shoe collection!

I admit to being posh in others’ eyes - so have always kind of known or maybe been less likely to wrongly/I thinkingly think this about things. Mine might have to be the other way around - think as a child I thought eg marmite baked beans ketchup were not posh at all now realise many things are simply neutral in ‘posh or not’ terms, if not in expense terms, in adult reality. Not all but many.

Such a good thread, very nostalgic!

I used to think having a cleaner was for very posh people, growing up hardly anyone we knew did maybe one or two - most of my friends have one now, I guess as both parents work whereas in the 80s it was more likely only one did? I would still feel awkward having a cleaner at home. Feels like it's not for me.

Fresh orange juice

M&S food

A downstairs loo! I have one now this year for the first time in my life and secretly feel like I've made it!

Yep, M and S food. I STILL think that's posh though.

Fresh pasta instead of dried.

Thorntons chocolates too!

A couple of things listed by other posters has reminded me of a couple of other things that I considered posh: real butter - we used large tubs of the cheapest margarine Mum could find and when we made sandwiches the rule was to "spread it on and scrape it off". Real cream was a luxury and a treat which we might have a couple of times a year, usually when my richer aunt and uncle visited in the summer and bought fresh strawberries and cream with them for all of us - heaven. Also ski yoghurt was far too expensive for us and therefore "posh?

Someone upthread mentioned Piat D'Or wine😲. I'd completely forgotten about it until now.

Eating in the motorway services restaurant rather than eating the packed lunch mum had made to eat on our way to holidays which were either visiting family or staying in a caravan. I was so disappointed the first time we did eat in such a place - it was awful.
Going on holiday anywhere other than visiting family or staying in a caravan.
Getting a 99 ice-cream from an ice-cream van.
White stiletto heels 🙈
My mum always thought it would be amazingly posh to eat a meal on a train, proper dining car with starched linen on the table. It was a joy for me, as an adult, to be able to treat her to such an experience, she does still think it is posh though, even though it was just a special day out and not the Orient Express or anything really fancy.

Buying pre-squeezed lemon juice (in one of those little yellow plastic fake lemons. I think you can still get them!) I remember staying with friends and their mother was off to Waitrose and mentioned "lemon juice" as an item on her list and I thought I had never heard anything more middle class in all my life. Buying lemon juice instead of squeezing your own, ooh la la!

After Eight chocolates, Ferrero Rocher and Viennetta. I was a child of the eighties and lusted after these things enthusiastically but alas, was never allowed them! When I got round to it as an adult I was so disappointed

I’ve now got the Gino Ginelli song from the TV advert in my head!

One of those faux-leather covers for The Radio Times - with a tassel to mark the day!

When I was a child I thought patterned artex ceilings were the height of sophistication... I’d have loved a house with fan patterns on the ceiling!

Take aways.
Branded food and drinks.
Holidays abroad.
Meals at a restaurant.
Peers having decent clothes and trainers.
A family car that was younger than the jurassic period

@IrmaFayLear

One of those faux-leather covers for The Radio Times - with a tassel to mark the day!

Oh, now. Having the Radio Times when it wasn't Christmas.

Cornettos. They were expensive and only allowed when on holiday.
Having your own private sink in your bedroom.
Party dresses with a black velvet bodice and jewel-coloured taffeta skirt.
The weirdest one was that I believed that being Catholic was a definite marker of poshness. The only reason I can think I believed this is that I went to a CofE church school and only knew two Catholics who were both quite well to do.

I went to school with proper posh people (we weren't). They quite often lived in terribly scruffy, but huge, houses with lots of dogs, sofas covered in dogs, beds covered in dogs. They'd never have had a radio times in a leather cover.