Future woes of living in a material world
Words and phrases such as ‘skinty poos’, ‘brassic’, ‘I haven’t got a penny to scratch my backside with’, ‘I’m poorer than a church mouse’ and ‘it’ll be baked beans on toast for the next month’ are often trotted out by yours truly and with little justification it must be said.
Like anyone born after 1970, and someone who hasn’t got the luxury of a guaranteed final salary pension, I enjoy moaning at the prospect of not being able to retire until I am 87 and that ever increasing university tuition fees mean I won’t ever be able to afford to play golf.
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