Do you ever wonder why we're 'all a bit feudal and backwards' in Scotland?

That's apparently what some posh English people think of us. This behind-the-scenes documentary followed Sophia Money-Coutts as she prepared an article for Tatler magazine on Scottish aristocrats - entitled 'Great Scots' - and what they thought of the referendum.

Money-Coutts and another Sloaney girl pointed at their Google map of Scotland and said fearfully, 'I imagine it's quite remote up there…' And what might other posh people think of Scotland, they wondered? Well, they'll say there's 'absolutely no sex. Very austere.'

She bravely ventures across the border, visiting the castles of Scotland, speaking to the 'great Scots' about how they'll be voting in the referendum. Of course, Tatler isn't concerned with politics; the indyref is simply a hook on which to hang a frilly article about castles and horses.

Lord Palmer is first to greet her. He lives alone on his estate with only a housekeeper for company. He offers a tour, showing us his solid silver staircase. Just as we're reluctantly admitting the old chap has taste we see his drawing room where scrawny foxes' heads poke out of the wall. He's a man you see? A vigorous, worthy man! He can shoot a fox then have its napper stapled to the wall. So don't think you can take his place, you plebs with your decency and respect and your utter lack of barbarism.

Naturally, this superman was opposed to independence, and boasts of how he once introduced a Private Members' Bill to get rid of the Scottish Parliament.

We also visit Inverary Castle where the poor Duke of Argyll has been 'forced to open a gift shop' and allow the Downton mob in to film. Times are tough for toffs. It must be that bloody bedroom tax.

What an obscene waste they represent. If any of the bumbling twits featured had earned their money then I'd be glad for them, if a bit envious. I would not begrudge them a penny, and would happily see them prance and preen on their silver staircases. I tend to wince at those mad lefties who despise the rich merely because they're rich. I say if you've earned it then enjoy it. Go nuts! Buy a silver staircase and run up and down it all day if you desire, and stick two fingers up to everyone else. However, if you've done nothing to earn your money then you're appalling and I wonder how you can look at yourself in the mirror - particularly if you have those googly eyes so many toffs seem to have.

The programme also looked at the incoming Russian oligarchs who are buying up houses in Knightsbridge and estates in Scotland. There was a huge contrast here between old money and new money, or between earned wealth and undeserved wealth. The Russians who featured at least worked for their fortunes and weren't handed them by Daddykins. Now they're coming to Britain, say Tatler, buying out the old aristocratic families who simply can't afford to maintain and staff huge old castles anymore.

Sophia Money-Coutts was gushing about these oligarchs, delighting at the foreign influx because intermarriage enriches the gene pool and stops the British toffs producing 'children with five heads', though I do wonder what she and her colleagues say in private?

Whilst the Russians may have earned their dough, and so should have earned our respect, they looked hideous. The females appeared trashy and common, trying to disguise their 'new money' behind 80s hair, ostentatious jewellery and tiny, strappy dresses. They resembled a MailOnline aristocracy.

Worse still, they were simply purchasing the old British way of life. One Russian was said to be 'obsessed' with getting her daughter into an expensive English boarding school. As they fell over themselves to grab Scottish estates and English education, we saw they were buying privilege for their offspring who'll undoubtedly grow to be the same entitled, empty airheads who already pockmark our society. The whole, sad spectacle is doomed to repeat itself, only this time with a Russian accent, yah?