ok..so..recently, i've found myself having...well. it's hard to explain. it's sort of....
well....i guess you could describe it as posh/tory/upper middle-class....envy i guess? not really envy but starting to see the appeal in those things maybe?
it all started with ben in big brother...everytime i see him, all i want to do is hang out with his posh mates in their posh places doing their posh things with lovely posh ben..
and then in the times on sunday, they had a big profile of kate middleton. and i found myself thinking, 'bloody hell....I WANT A KATE MIDDLETON...' and thinking she was all perfect and stuff, even though she sounds a bit boring, i'd still like a posh head girl sort to look good on my arm at posh parties and make me feel like i'm in some sort of posh power couple.
and then....they were playing dave's pmq performance on radio 4 last night....and i found myself thinking....'hey....this guy...this guy can be pretty charming and charismatic, the ol' rascal'.....and then as soon as i thought that, i had a sort of post-wank shame feeling wash over me
and finally....on monday i was watching mary portas queen of shops*, finding myself thinking that
a) i only ever want to shop in hip and posh mary endorsed shops
b) i really want to marry a tedious yummy mummy type that worries about if we went for the wrong colour aga, and what they're feeding joshy at school, because school dinners are so ghastly, but neither of us has the time to make him a packed lunch in the morning
BUT...i will say, that the yummy mummy fantasy ended with me getting sick of it all and doing a 'Rabbit' and leaving the hell of that posh life behind for life on the road...so there is still hope...
but i'm scared guys, i really am. a few weeks of a tory goverment and i'm already thinking like this...i mean, i come from tory suppporting middle-class stock, so maybe this is just how it was always going to be...but i don't want to take this without a fight...
*best thing on telly by a mile, btw.