A dichotomy of social status. On the one hand, it defines a (usually gay) man who is of good descent and breeding, born with a silver spoon in his mouth. Yet through nobody’s fault but his own, he now resides in the slums (usually in the South of London) dawning burberry sneakers and drinking his favourite tipple, Fiddler’s Finger.
Quintessentially, Nick-Shiting is a paradox of society.‘A Posh Chav’
by Mrs Whiting August 30, 2006