Nearly a million more young adults now live with parents

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Is the joke that it must be cheap and that I am a peasant? Or is LEGO dead expensive?

Well considering the initial joke was barely alive and kicking, it's now very much dead, we've had the wake and it's currently being munched on by worms.

Yes a house made entirely of LEGO would be expensive! Man alive... :lol:
 


Well considering the initial joke was barely alive and kicking, it's now very much dead, we've had the wake and it's currently being munched on by worms.

Yes a house made entirely of LEGO would be expensive! Man alive... :lol:

How's that like? Wouldn't even be able to get it insured.
 
I was one so I'll tell you. Very few of our generation went to uni, only the really clever people got there. The rest us got jobs,(apprenticeships, or labouring) and peddled our bikes, rode our old motorbikes or drove our battered up old cars to work and college. My first wage was £2.2s 6d a week. Beer was a bob a pint in the club, yes beer not fecking designer gin, champagne or cocktails. We learnt about cars, because we fixed our own, and went down the scrappie for spare parts. We didn't get into debt, if you wanted something you saved for it, and bought it cash. Our holidays were a week in Blackpool. Most of us left home before or soon after 21 years old, either renting a flat, shacking up with a girlfriend, moving in with a group of mates, or getting married and getting a mortgage. I think the key was, not living beyond your means, working all the overtime you could, and SAVING !!

Brilliant :lol:
 
I was one so I'll tell you. Very few of our generation went to uni, only the really clever people got there. The rest us got jobs,(apprenticeships, or labouring) and peddled our bikes, rode our old motorbikes or drove our battered up old cars to work and college. My first wage was £2.2s 6d a week. Beer was a bob a pint in the club, yes beer not fecking designer gin, champagne or cocktails. We learnt about cars, because we fixed our own, and went down the scrappie for spare parts. We didn't get into debt, if you wanted something you saved for it, and bought it cash. Our holidays were a week in Blackpool. Most of us left home before or soon after 21 years old, either renting a flat, shacking up with a girlfriend, moving in with a group of mates, or getting married and getting a mortgage. I think the key was, not living beyond your means, working all the overtime you could, and SAVING !!
This about sums it up. I remember having to gaffer tape the soul of my work boot on to get another week out of it, until I had enough spare cash so I could buy another pair of cheap boots for work, fuckers these days would cry like f***ing babies.
 
This about sums it up. I remember having to gaffer tape the soul of my work boot on to get another week out of it, until I had enough spare cash so I could buy another pair of cheap boots for work, fuckers these days would cry like f***ing babies.

Grafter ^

Not like young'uns today playing around on their laptops.
 
I was one so I'll tell you. Very few of our generation went to uni, only the really clever people got there. The rest us got jobs,(apprenticeships, or labouring) and peddled our bikes, rode our old motorbikes or drove our battered up old cars to work and college. My first wage was £2.2s 6d a week. Beer was a bob a pint in the club, yes beer not fecking designer gin, champagne or cocktails. We learnt about cars, because we fixed our own, and went down the scrappie for spare parts. We didn't get into debt, if you wanted something you saved for it, and bought it cash. Our holidays were a week in Blackpool. Most of us left home before or soon after 21 years old, either renting a flat, shacking up with a girlfriend, moving in with a group of mates, or getting married and getting a mortgage. I think the key was, not living beyond your means, working all the overtime you could, and SAVING !!

You’ve copied and pasted that from Facebook haven’t you, you daft old bastard?
 
This about sums it up. I remember having to gaffer tape the soul of my work boot on to get another week out of it, until I had enough spare cash so I could buy another pair of cheap boots for work, fuckers these days would cry like f***ing babies.

No, I’d just buy some more shoes or have them mended properly.
 
Facebook? Can you get that on teletext?

It’s exactly the sort of bollocks 60 year old men like and share for Britain on Facebook.

Might sort some screenshots of examples when I get in to my house, that I own.

He's basically saying they got paid fuck all but things cost fuck all. Apparently our generation drink nowt but champers and 'designer gin'.

Knacker.

I don’t know anyone who has champagne. Prosecco is the one hun xx mwah.
 
It’s exactly the sort of bollocks 60 year old men like and share for Britain on Facebook.

Might sort some screenshots of examples when I get in to my house, that I own.



I don’t know anyone who has champagne. Prosecco is the one hun xx mwah.

Mortgage free at your age is good going mind
 
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