I grew up in a council house, on the worst estate in my town. I went to the worst schools until my teachers and a high school saw potential in me and took me on.
Many of my primary school friends are either dead, in prison, or junkies - mostly associated with crime.
When I was very young my mother was involved in an accident which left her disabled and unable to work. She underwent several operations and considerable time in hospital to try to improve her quality of life.
Only my father was able to work - and he had to care for us on his own at times (when my mother was too ill). He had left school during the Depression, as barely a teenager. His education was minimal. He mostly worked as a lorry driver (sand/gravel) or heavy machinery operator in the associated quarries and landfills.
Not much stoped his fighting spirit, determination and resourcefulness from giving us a decent quality of life - even when there were soaring prices and three-day-weeks in the 1970's.
So believe me: I'm not one of those who has always had it easy. I am well aware of how the real world works and how both sides live.
Too many people today expect something for nothing. It's a side effect of the benefits culture. A lot of the girls I went to school with had one aim in life: to get pregnant as soon as possible (age 15-16) in order to be given a council house and lots of benefits; never needing to do a day's work in their life. Then they carried on breeding like rats at the expense of tax-payers or tax-paying businesses - while those who do an honest hard day's work have to think about the consequences of having additional children.