So they reckon our kids are looking at a new age of austerity. The budget means we may be back to sweet rationing. Well that'll be good for their teeth. Notice a slight lack of sympathy? Dead right. Austerity? When they are all signing up for the new iPhone? Poor mites, all this cost-cutting, how will they cope?
Some of us have been here before. Black and white tellies, paraffin heaters and Stork not butter.
No, never that. They used to ask if you could tell the difference? Were they kidding? That stuff used to stink, you could tell if a family was skint simply by smelling the kids. They would reek of the stuff.
That and the paraffin. Central heating was a distant dream, not installed until I left home. You'd just put an extra coat on the bed. Now they are saying that new measures to cut waste will mean our kids doing without the little extras. We won't be affording the foreign holidays, Kumon and music lessons. Except that we will. Because the kids always come first. As my old dad used to say: "Debt? Why worry about it? Let them that wants it worry about it!" Worked for him.
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