^ Actually, that was more than a little rude.  I'm Sorry.

My point was that, like 'Trad', these are not the clothes of the rich or well born. They are the peceived clothes of the rich & well born by those who are not rich or well born. An outsider's take on the style of the 'Posh'.

I then went on to trash other perceptions which were wrong:

Oxbridge - Oxford & Cambridge Universities.
Public Schools - Private Schools in America
Rugby - 'Twickers' is Twickenham where the game of Rugby is played.
Golf - Another game some erroneously perceive as 'Posh'.
The Daily Mail - A famously lower middle / middle middle class newspaper in England full of nasty knee-jerk  small-minded opinions.

All the above institutions no longer reflect the reality of the life of the 'Posh'. And the Daily Mail never did. Instead, taken together, they are a cartoon of life before 1939. Since WWII all the old notions of what is 'Posh' have stayed pretty static, while the real 'Posh' (or 'Nobs', short for the Nobility) have evolved and gone in different directions.

One knows these things.

Luv,

Jim  xxx

Horses stink... I prefer funky cars....

I grew up in a village... the town I live in is not much better, but at least I don't see cows and horses on a daily basis...

Whenever I hear talk about aristocracy/ nobility I wonder why the French Rev never really worked... at least not for whole Europe....I mean how many of those parasites really ended up on the guillotine? Germany still has a ministor of war, pardon defense, with a "title"...

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well, that pop art look, as far away from ivy as it may be, certainly isn't "posh"...

...have to admit that I really like some of their songs... "When The Night Falls", "You're Too Much", "I'm Rowed Out"... wouldn't spend that big money on the originals, though...

Scrum-caps go much better with most wardrobe choices. Being "trad" I prefer a roll of electric tape smeared with vaseline.....

Oy-yoy-yoy! 

I was never at Keble, but the sight of that pile of fucking fairisle brickwork down by the park was always a real downer for me. Then in London I bumped into it again & ground my teeth in a similar fashion.

Rugby to me was what Lancing was to Waugh.  'Orrid.

'If' remains a fave film of mine!

Even after all these years...  no, no and once again no.  J.Press do a version.  Has the game caught on in the United States? 
The horror, the horror...
The last time I wore one, I'm pleased to say, was circa 1973.  Rugby was compulsory at my school, it being staffed mostly by sadistic Communists from just north of Swansea.

Never had a rugby shirt. At school our PE teachers were always Welsh so we were forced to play rugby at least every second week. I resented this big time so I managed to go from A group to B group every week and play football most of the time. In summer they didn't set up a proper cricket team even though this was my favourite partipation sport. Bastards and they were a little bit too keen on getting in the showers with 14/15 year old boys.
Not keen on rugby shirts even the community clothing ones. Too many better options.