When Mexico came up in a conversation I had at work today, I suddenly recalled a fact that I'd known for most of my life but that didn't strike me as being really fucking cool until just then.
One of my dad's cousins married a well-spoken and privileged gentleman named John. John is from a family so fucking rich they owned a private villa in Mexico (hence why I remembered this at all). He speaks flawless fluent Spanish, which is a little jarring to hear because when he isn't speaking Spanish he's talking in a very stereotypical plummy English accent.
Because he's titled.
I'm related by marriage--and fairly closely--to the British aristocracy. Nobility.
I've always known this but somehow I never thought it was interesting enough to mention until now. Go figure!
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