I was reading the Metro on the way home and, to be honest wasn’t surprised to hear that, essentially the British nation is becoming “dumbed down”. In a recent survery of 3000 young women, a high proportion of them looked up to stars such as Posh Spice and Wayne Rooney’s other half. Aparently a high percentage of these women also plan never to work, citing the footballer’s wives lifestyle, of marrying a rich football player and then sponging off them as a good idea.
That coupled with the recent news coverage of mini motorbikes and the chavs that ride them and piss everyone else off, you wonder what the f*ck the UK is coming to. Granted this is a small percentage of young people right? Mmm, maybe not! I guess I am getting older, well, I am only 28. But I was brought up to expect nothing and working your arse off to get what you want. Seems these days it isn’t a case of born with a silver spoon in your mouth, but more of a plastic spoon whilst eating a pre-made meal in your chav uniform.
I also noticed that Oxford Street was looking and smelling particularly dirty today, even though it was sunny (which usually gives everything an extra sparkle). Anyway I am one of the lucky ones, a.) not to be a chav, b.) to have a brain and want to use it and c.) to not live in dirty London and live in the chilled Essex countryside.
With that out of my system, all in all, it has been a nice day. Sun is now out, Electric (the company I freelanced for) were pleased and I have another day’s work with them in the morning. I am then meeting Giles to chat about a site for his design company.
Counting the days until my American sweetheart is here!
