Yes but in a particularly snobbish, self-important way that’s difficult to describe. It’s all golf and bruschetta and keeping up with the neighbours, and the people from there tend to be absolutely fucking insufferable. And think that everyone - everyone - aspires to live there.
We moved to Bearsden from Airdrie when I was 12 and my mum keeps moving house because she can’t stand her posh, nosey neighbours. Not sure how many more house moves it’s going to take before she figures it out.