I struggle against my ancient mum. It is utterly immoral how much dosh the State throws at her.
MC
Nice interview. I suspect he’s picked the wrong time to be involved with NFTs tho…
Hacket
Behind a paywall so won’t read it. Whatever, IB is an out and out cunt. D’ye see. QED.
john77
Well, duh! My parents lived through the 30s and WWII; they were dependent upon the scholarships they won for their education (mine were largely bonuses); my father bought his first car in his 40s and cycled to work (ICI had a “Senior Staff” cycle rack outside their office for himself and a few colleagues) until he was 50; his health was wrecked by overwork and he died younger than I am now; my mother had to do much of her housework by hand (including hand-washing clothes that can now be machine-washed with newer technology – I can remember using the mangle as a child to wring out wet clothes); they never had central heating.
The Millennial whiners do not know what they are talking about.
Paul, Somerset
When I was ten, in 1971, my best friend’s family had no television set, but they did have a car, a phone, a fridge, a washing machine, a conservatory and central heating. We had none of the latter, not one, but we damn well had a telly.
My word, we were common!
Bloke in Callao
‘My word, we were common!’
Common? You think YOU were common? Why when I were a lad… etc., etc., etc.
john77
@ Paul
Yes, the middle-class listened to the Third Programme on our radios while the working class watched TV. My parents only bought a TV (some years after I left home) when they needed to look after my elderly great-uncle while he was convalescing so that he could watch some sport.
When I was ten we were unusual in having a phone and a washing machine (the car came later), north-east of England in the ’50s – we didn’t need a fridge.
Heh indeed.
I struggle against my ancient mum. It is utterly immoral how much dosh the State throws at her.
Nice interview. I suspect he’s picked the wrong time to be involved with NFTs tho…
Behind a paywall so won’t read it. Whatever, IB is an out and out cunt. D’ye see. QED.
Well, duh! My parents lived through the 30s and WWII; they were dependent upon the scholarships they won for their education (mine were largely bonuses); my father bought his first car in his 40s and cycled to work (ICI had a “Senior Staff” cycle rack outside their office for himself and a few colleagues) until he was 50; his health was wrecked by overwork and he died younger than I am now; my mother had to do much of her housework by hand (including hand-washing clothes that can now be machine-washed with newer technology – I can remember using the mangle as a child to wring out wet clothes); they never had central heating.
The Millennial whiners do not know what they are talking about.
When I was ten, in 1971, my best friend’s family had no television set, but they did have a car, a phone, a fridge, a washing machine, a conservatory and central heating. We had none of the latter, not one, but we damn well had a telly.
My word, we were common!
‘My word, we were common!’
Common? You think YOU were common? Why when I were a lad… etc., etc., etc.
@ Paul
Yes, the middle-class listened to the Third Programme on our radios while the working class watched TV. My parents only bought a TV (some years after I left home) when they needed to look after my elderly great-uncle while he was convalescing so that he could watch some sport.
When I was ten we were unusual in having a phone and a washing machine (the car came later), north-east of England in the ’50s – we didn’t need a fridge.