My grandmother (bless her soul) was adamant that we were descended from a wealthy (but very discreet) triple-barrelled family, the Marshall-Rawson-Uptons. We were worth something, you know.
Hmm. Funny how long folk memories last. In fact my 4gt grandfather Marshall did marry a Rawson, and their daughter married an Upton. (There is no evidence whatsoever of the names ever being hyphenated together!) That was all in the first half of the 1800s and the subsequent story in that line mostly involves the asylum, the work house, the prison, syphilis, the divorce courts -- nothing too posh there!
The Rawsons were indeed well off and quite big fish in their small pond, but my grandmother's story also failed to mention that the money seems to have run out around 1830 when Mr Marshall went bankrupt whilst on trial for attempted murder

. I somehow doubt my gran would have spoken of her "wealthy" roots with quite such longing if she'd known what I know now.