Posh Nosher Pillows

"I cook the sausages in French mineral water, I wear a French beret and I can call you 'Monsieur'."

Sloaney Pony.

'I'm sure M'lady will appreciate the mashed potatoes. Our chef uses only grass-fed single-udder butter.'

Upper class child with toy cruise ship.

"How much?! Blimey, to get my money's worth, I'd need to use it EVERY WEEK!"

"Bob choked on a spoon of caviar while he was on skiing vacation in St. Moritz."

Sporting snobs talk about hunting on turnpike roads

Culture clash

"Is anyone enjoying anything?"

'Your tomato ketchup is on it's way, Sir...'

"Imogene is just back from an extended trip through the Navajo country."

"If I'd wanted a Picasso I'd have gone to an art gallery, wouldn't I?"

"Bingo, it's the hippy lady again! She always throws something interesting: last week it was honey-beer bread..."

'I can't believe that you eat black caviare with every meal.'

Foodie Bank

'Does this restaurant allow substitutions?'

'Is Sir quite sure he wouldn't prefer a glass?'

How very Hampstead!

Specials Board

"This martini in canonical."

'Perhaps, Monsieur would perfer a different vintage?'

Sloane Ranger.

Proud to be posh!

Pursuits of the Modern Aristocracy

"Excuse me for a moment. I have to go and refinance this dinner bill."

"What will it be today, my dear? Pantaloons or loons in the pants?"

Posh Deli - Fois gras, caviar, animal feed.

Too posh for Padstow!

Knock that back please, I'm cleaning the crystal.

'What would you like to eat with your book tonight?'

Gourmet Whoop-Ass.

'Do these trousers make my butler look big?'

Worshipping at the shrine of posh

'Your morning papers, Sir.'

"Nice place. What are the metal things for?"