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Things you thought were normal if you grew up working class

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Anycrispsleft · 25/03/2021 08:59

Inspired by that "thought it was posh, turns out it wasn't" thread, I wondered if anyone else remembers stuff from a working class childhood that you thought everyone did and actually no it was just us?

Mine is playing with stray dogs. I was an adult before I realised that approaching strange dogs is meant to be dangerous. In my estate there were two strays (and one owned dog that would escape his garden) and they would chum along with us when we were out playing. We'd feed them crisps. (Luckily for the dogs I think we figured that crisps were more appropriate food for dogs than chocolate, as they were more salty and a bit like meat.) It would never have occurred to us not to befriend any other creature of the street. There was precious little else to do, why wouldn't we add a dog or two into the pack?

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ProfessionalWeirdo · 27/03/2021 16:29

@Libraryghost

callling every female friend of your mum’s Aunty... !
Oh gosh yes! For years I never knew which ones were real aunties and which ones were just friends!
ProfessionalWeirdo · 27/03/2021 16:34

You had to eat what you wanted and leave the rest untouched

We weren't allowed to leave anything. I can still hear my mum shouting "Eat it up - there's children starving in India!" For some strange reason, my response ("Well, wrap it up and send it to them!") didn't seem to go down very well...

Blessex · 27/03/2021 16:36

Sewing slippers to wear round the house from scraps of cloth my mum had. Carving a swede at Halloween because we couldn’t afford a pumpkin. Second hand school uniform shirts. Camping in the U.K. (no one I knew went abroad). Having clothes bought just for me for the first time age 15.

Somethingsnappy · 27/03/2021 16:36

I grew up middle class, but my grandad had been a vicar before he retired and they never had any money. My mum remembers her mum having to cut up a sausage to make three smaller ones, so it appeared to be more food than was really there and she remembers they always felt hungry.

OhWhyNot · 27/03/2021 16:40

Yes I’m the only one so far to go to university in my family and that wasn’t until in my 30’s

My grandparents had passed away by then but I know they would have been absolutely bursting with pride (my Nan had all her grandchildren’s certificates from pitmans to nvq’s framed) .

The day I graduated I felt very emotional and saddened that my granddad who was such an intelligent man didn’t have the opportunity which he should have had. Times have changed that I’m grateful for

speakout · 27/03/2021 16:44

OhWhyNot

I was the first one in the family to be accepted into university- to study Medicine.
I was also the only one in my class from primary school to even apply to university.
Unfortunately my parents talked me out of it- saying I woudn't fit in, would be looked down upon because I was "common" it would be unbearably hard.
So I turned down the offer and got a job instead.
Just an example of how working class lack of aspiration can hinder us.

Wildern · 27/03/2021 16:59

@speakout

OhWhyNot

I was the first one in the family to be accepted into university- to study Medicine.
I was also the only one in my class from primary school to even apply to university.
Unfortunately my parents talked me out of it- saying I woudn't fit in, would be looked down upon because I was "common" it would be unbearably hard.
So I turned down the offer and got a job instead.
Just an example of how working class lack of aspiration can hinder us.

Yay, @speakout. My parents had exactly the same response. They said it was ‘only for rich people’ (in an era of full grants), pointed out that no one we knew had ever gone to university, and tried to persuade me to leave school at 16 and get a job in a hairdresser’s. I had no support at school either.

But I was stubborn, and did go, and loved every minute, but I’m always aware that I could very easily have been talked out of it by two well-meaning people who had absorbed the idea that university was not for the likes of us, and who had internalised that to an extent that they were more embarrassed than pleased by my achievements.

OhWhyNot · 27/03/2021 17:05

speakout that is sad

With my granddad it would have been about him having to help support his family financially so at 14 he was sent out to work (this was leaving a grammar school too)

I was discouraged to do my a’levels as what would I need them for I was working at 17 (I stayed on an extra year and did pitmans and some sort of accounts/business course more so because I looked too young to work)

It was certainly entrenched into working class culture to know your place and not to get above your station

That’s has mostly changed

OhWhyNot · 27/03/2021 17:12

I mentioned in an earlier post about being extra polite around some people. I noticed older people acting differently and we just knew we had to follow

Makes me cringe to think back at it but this happened. I was forced to speak nicely by my nanny as she was very aware how you speak you are judged on and sadly it’s true (I sound posh to some)

Foxhasbigsocks · 27/03/2021 17:17

@OhWhyNot my nana always wanted my dad to be neatly dressed with clean clothes as a little boy in the 50s because she was aware they would be judged on it as they were poor. When he had a brush with a car as a five year old (very minor injury only) she said her first concern was whether he was wearing clean clothes

OhWhyNot · 27/03/2021 17:29

Aww Smile

Yes my nanny would spend hours making sure our clothes were pristine and also her net curtains

Ds goes to a private school and sometimes we mix in very mc circles but myself and another mum at the school know we don’t really fit in our love of things slightly bling probably gives us away Grin

It’s not just that it’s an attitude, a confidence, what we consider important all these little things are different. One of the mums once told me (when very drunk) she isn’t who everyone thinks she is and is from a council estate in Glasgow she picked up in I didn’t really fit it so confessed Grin

TrickyD · 27/03/2021 17:30

I was born at the end of the war. Compared to nowadays, our food and clothes were not plentiful, mainly due to rationing, but my parents owned two small shops so relative to most of my friends we were fairly prosperous.

We lived in a a small town. Dad was in the "Buffs", the Buffaloes, a working class edition of the Masons, and Mum was a star of the local operatic society. They belonged to various other local organisations and contributed a lot to the community.

When I met my DH, his family lived in a London council flat, and they did absolutely nothing other than watch TV. His dad and his mum had steady jobs, they were not poverty stricken.

The notion of doing anything for the general good was totally alien to them to the extent that they despised not only members of voluntary organisations but professionals too, "that nosy old cow' was how they referred to the Health Visitor. I found their lack of engagement with the community quite extraordinary.

This difference in world view was the difference between being working or middle class.

speakout · 27/03/2021 17:33

Wildern

I am pleased you found your power.
I was not able to be so brave- but I don't blame myself.
I had other factors too in my life which were not great- at 18 my father was terminally ill and my mother had MH problems. The cards were stacked against me.

WombatChocolate · 27/03/2021 18:20

Tricky, yes I think it’s a worldview or cultural or values difference.

My parents still remain suspicious of those in authority as if they are out to get them. They avoid conversation with them if possible. They can be deferential to people like bank managers or doctors or a bit aggressive. Being a bit aggressive is the response to not feeling comfortable or knowing how to communicate clearly. They think people are out to prove them as sun-standard in some way, or to take money from them unnecessarily.

They too aren’t interested in helping others or bigger picture in politics or any area of life. It is very much about them and them getting on. Often their ideas are pretty contradictory. They are suspicious of ‘do-gooders’ rather than seeing any value in the efforts people out into helping their communities, and are suspicious that somehow it’s all for their own gain anyway. They are also suspicious of those who succeed, especially if they are from their kind of background...don’t like them rising up and always feel that they are then being looked down on by people who are in their roots the same as them and how no right to be doing better.

They aren’t socially confident, especially amongst people they don’t know or from a different background. They find making conversation a bit tricky and can’t understand why people want to talk about things like travel or politics or art or ideas, because they aren’t interested in them. Their conversation is very much about things they have been doing.

When I was a teenager, before I left school, I met some kids not from my school via some enrichment type courses I went on and a couple of activities I had somehow found myself involved with. When I went to their houses, which weren’t necessarily any bigger than ours, I found things were just quite different in middle class households. There were conversations about ideas, which we never had. There was a real interest shown in me and pleasure in any successes I was having. The thing I found most different was their general expectation that people were good and would respond positively to them, rather than a fear that people would be critical or negative about them. They expected to accepted, rather than expecting to be treated as if they didn’t belong somewhere. It was a real eye-opener and something I couldn’t put my finger in really for a number of years.

Today, my mum can still get cross when she is with people from middle class backgrounds and careers (now all retired) and often says she feels she’s spoken down to or not listened to. I think she imagines it, plus the reality is she isn’t confident to actually say very much, so there isn’t a case of her not being listened to. She is hypersensitive to anyone expressing a different view to her and she’s it as critical of her rather than people engaging in discussion. Again, I think that’s a class thing.

I think you still see much of this stuff amongst teenagers today too. The middle class teens are confident of their place in the world and expect to be accepted. Some would call it entitled. The working class kids don’t have that expectation but loads more self doubt. They have self doubt about the GCSEs and A Levels they should do, if they should go to uni and which ones they will fit into or not fit into, and are less confident to move away from home and start lives without a close community of friends and family.

Hotdrop1 · 27/03/2021 18:41

Putting the immersion on.
Weekly baths.
Taking beer bottles back to the off licence to get the money.
Hand me down clothes - I always felt excited when the big bag arrived from our cousins even though they were three sizes bigger than us.
Sharing a bedroom with two sisters and brother until our mid-late teens. It was such a laugh. I think own bedrooms are over-rated.
Parents having no interest in education - parents evening was viewed as an irritation and zero interest in exam results including O'levels On the plus side - absolutely no pressure do to well.
Being expected to leave school at 16 to start earning money. Staying on at school was viewed as pointless and lazy i.e a way to avoid work.

DenisetheMenace · 27/03/2021 19:01

inappropriateraspberry

To be honest, it sounds like a lot of people on here are just recounting rough estates rather than working class tells.”

In the 60s, estates generally weren’t rough and most hard working people who lived in them would be mightily offended at the suggestion.
Back then, social housing was where most working people lived, nothing rough about it at all. Thatcher put paid to that.

Musermum · 27/03/2021 19:02

No telephone
Knew no one who went on foreign holidays until I went to grammar school....didn't know what skiing was
Lemonade man came every week (Maine)
Playing in the street until the lights came on
Salmon in a tin for Sunday tea before church
Both grannies had no indoor toilets until they died in the 1980s/90s. Houses all knocked down now.

Parents tried to persuade me not to go to the grammar school...not sure why, but when my mum had dementia before she died she cried when she told me she'd passed the 11+ in 1949 but couldn't go to the girls grammar as it was 2 buses away and they couldn't afford it...oh and my granny told her she'd get travel sick. She left school and served her time in a printing factory. I found her letters when clearing out the house addressed to my granda regarding application for the school. I'm sure he didn't know how to as there was no help from the school. Children in working class Belfast didn't go to the big posh school. But I did, and I'm eternally grateful. Also 1st in family to go to Uni.

Wildern · 27/03/2021 19:10

@speakout

Wildern

I am pleased you found your power.
I was not able to be so brave- but I don't blame myself.
I had other factors too in my life which were not great- at 18 my father was terminally ill and my mother had MH problems. The cards were stacked against me.

You’re absolutely right not to blame yourself, @speakout — that wasn’t on you. I know perfectly well it was largely luck in my case that meant a different outcome. I’ve spent a lot of time doing university outreach to make sure other clever working class girls are better supported.
Ddot · 27/03/2021 19:17

Being told I couldnt go to college as it was a waste of money, I'd only get married and have children.
If I really wanted to go then find somewhere else to live, work a full time job and attend collage.
It was the 80s and not one vacancy in the job centre. I kid you not

Ddot · 27/03/2021 19:25

Going to dads allotment

TrickyD · 27/03/2021 19:25

WombatChocolate you have expressed so clearly what I was trying to say.

This bit was particularly resonant:
They too aren’t interested in helping others or bigger picture in politics or any area of life. It is very much about them and them getting on. Often their ideas are pretty contradictory. They are suspicious of ‘do-gooders’ rather than seeing any value in the efforts people put into helping their communities, and are suspicious that somehow it’s all for their own gain anyway.

This perpetual cynicism was so depressing,

Fortunately DH escaped to university, and did his bit for the community by working as a head teacher for many years.

dancinfeet · 27/03/2021 19:35

Hotels of any kind because 'people like us dont stay in hotels' , we were strictly B & B folk when we went on holiday, apparently

Pigriver · 27/03/2021 19:50

@TrickyD my grand dad was in the Buffs, I'd always kind of assumed it was the masons but it makes a bit more sense now. We were definitely working class (dad's side working class, mums side dirt poor - us somewhere in between). My brother is now in the masons.

I'm also the first in my mum's side to go to Uni and have any sort of career rather than a job (at best, most are unemployed or in prison) but lots on dad's side have.
My mum's family have always been scornful of us as we owned our own house. Dad is a builder and mum often worked many cleaning jobs so we are no where near posh. In reality we struggled to pay the bills for most of my life. We shopped in cheap shops, always the sale, hand-me-downsetc.
I was a very bright child and my mum often mocked me. I was never encouraged academically and there was no talk of FE. I just announced one day I was off to uni and that I'd fund it myself with grants, loans and work. No further conversation.
I do think it's true about hobbies and discussions about world news and politics being a more MC thing. University was a whole new world for me. I loved my university boyfriend's family as they would all talk and enjoy spending time together rather than argue and watch TV. My mum especially still only talks about the here and now and things she's done. Any attempt at a more in-depth conversation either falls flat or is just infuriating....or she'll just tell us about her trip to bingo. She never asks us about our lives. I just don't think she understands a lot of it.
When I was younger (ahem....until I left home) I didn't even know about classes. And when I did I was fiercely working class. I remember being shocked when a friend said I was middle class now due to education and profession. I was actually really offended. As I'd always seen MC as some sort of slur for posh people thinking they are better than us.

Foxhasbigsocks · 27/03/2021 20:00

@TrickyD I can totally understand how that could be depressing.

I think if there were sociologists on here they might say there are many different layers of wc attitudes to authority.

If you are often on the receiving end of others in authority who look down on you and are a threat to you in some ways (dog warden who might take your dog away, rent collector etc etc) then you will become fearful and distrusting of authority. I can’t say that is entirely wrong. My grandad had a questioning attitude to authority and I can’t totally blame him for that. Authority is not always benign when you are poor and relatively powerless.

There was also a deference to authority and my nana certainly had that. She would not question doctors and when on the receiving end of clearly poor medical care would say “oh well they know best pet” when you tried to encourage her to get a second opinion!

Strangekindofwoman · 27/03/2021 20:08

I'm not sure that questioning authority is a bad thing? If the last few posters are in positions of authority with their sneering attitudes towards WC people, then anyone would do well to question if they actually know what they are talking about.