What Luxury Really Looked Like in 1970s Britain

There was a moment in the 1970s when a prawn cocktail made you feel rich.
Genuinely rich. Sitting in a Berni Inn with a glass bowl in front of you prawns in Marie Rose sauce on a bed of iceberg lettuce and thinking: this is living.
A colour television in the front room felt like progress. A week in Majorca felt like the world had opened up.
Meanwhile, fifteen miles away — in a building with no sign above the door — a different kind of life was taking place.
One that the prawn cocktail crowd would never see. Never be invited to. And in most cases, never even know existed.
This is the story of luxury in 1970s Britain.
Both versions of it.

What did luxury feel like to you in the 1970s? What was the thing your family saved for that felt genuinely special?
Tell me in the comments. I read every single one.
And if you know someone who'd remember the Berni Inn or their first package holiday — send this to them.
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