A Thought From Neil Kinnock

Cheers Neil as you inspire me to write on my blog which has recently stagnated.  As I write from my desperate place of attempting to be middle class, I flouter as my landlord serves me with a section 21 notice to repossess his property.  There is no valid reason, just that he wants the property back.  But I know otherwise, as I informed him I wanted to claim housing benefit (where the state pay a proportion of the rent).  Because of the stigma attached to those who claim housing benefit he probably has been advised by the letting agent “Get them out as soon as you can, before they destroy your property.”  But hang on a minute, I know about fullstops and comas, colons and semi-colons, verbs, adverbs, adjectives, onomatopoeia, sibilance and metaphors.  I have a degree, I’m up to date with my rent, I’ve been friendly to the neighbours, surely he cannot treat me in this way. 

 

As the susceptibility of the Great British economy lurks with little growth for the 2nd quarter of the financial year, as we head out of a recession into a depression.  Why?   Because a young educated girl cannot get a job to earn enough money to pay her rent and has to rely on the state to assist her and her family with their financial burden.  Or do her working class roots still haunt her.  The first ever in generations to be educated to degree level, she doesn’t doubt herself, she only doubts the snobs around her, with their narrow minded attitude to mental health, education and class.  I should be back in the east end slums with my ancestors, unable to feed my children and being left to rot in poverty.  Thank you very much Mrs Thatcher, an eighties child with a social and moral conscience prevails.

 

She wrote through her tears, she had, once again left her comfort zone.

~ by girligorgeous on August 23, 2008.