I'd Like To Retire At 50 But

All My Day Is Spent Dealing With Other People. When I Come Home I Like It To Be Empty. The Presence Of Others In My House Kind Of Annoys Me. I Love Coming Home And Shutting The Doors. I Feel Brain Dead. I'm Relatively Available, But Not To Live With.

Do I Have More Depth Than I'm Given Credit For? No!

My Parents Grew Up Working Class, But In That Way That Working Class Families Do, They Spent A Fortune On Education To Better Me.

You Don't Want Money To Make You A Social Freak Where You Can Only Hang Out With Rich People.

Tolerance Is Forced On People In London.