I find it interesting how class can change over generations quite rapidly. Or even over one person’s life. Carol Middleton being the best example.
So on one hand people say oh well having lots of money doesn’t change your class. That horrible lottery winner from Norfolk, (Michael someone) didn’t suddenly change from being an underclass chav because he won millions
Carol Middleton was an air stewardess and a secretary and had grandparents who were labourers and miners, so working class. But if you look at Carol now you’d say she’s very much middle class, quite probably upper middle class. She is loaded, had the money to send her 3 kids to very good public schools and I’m pretty sure she doesn’t say toilet.
My grandparents were very working class on both sides. Though by the time I was old enough to notice my maternal grandparents had made quite a bit of money and had what seemed to me to be a middle class life, though looking back I think my Grandmother was a bit of a Hyacinth Bucket. Both my parents went to grammar school, got degrees and did teacher training, became head teachers. I had quite a middle class upbringing. Big detached house, grammar school, piano lessons, horse riding lessons, quite comfortable. I’d say my parents were middle class. I’d say I was middle class. 🤷♀️