Girl I knew in halls last year
was the Marquis of Nottingham's cousin or something.
She was really nice and attractive etc. (6' tall as well!) but thick as two bull's lugs.
Anytime I tried to have a conversation with her, I had to block out the sound of my mental gears crunching....
She also had upper-class spending habits, which is very handy when you're living on a student loan and your own sweat. Mind you, her daddy probably footed the bill for most of her ridiculous spending.

Come to think of it, most people in my halls were like that...

The only link I have to aristocracy is that my great-grandad was a Captain in the Royal Navy during World War One. (Edit: probably more due to his ability than his upbringing.) Oh, and my great-uncle Terry got done for indecently assaulting one of the Queen's maids in about 1937. Also, my mum's family are all born-and-bred Rotterdammers (Dutch equivalents of Scousers) and have criminal convictions of some sort. A distant ancestor on my mum's side apparently formed the first trade union in Holland, so that's an anti-aristocratic link for you.
( The Mock TurtIe ™ --- Thinks you are a cunt, on, Sat 17 Sep 2005, 19:49, Reply)