Where the hell are they getting all this money from? You could have sworn it costs about fifty thousand pounds just to put a deposit down on a house; and you're struggling just to pay each month's rent alongside funding your ongoing social life (ain't no way you're sacrificing your Friday nights for the water bill). It's getting harder and harder to keep your face straight when your best friends announce that they're finally homeowners while withholding the urge to scream: "Give me some of this secret money you're stashing away". Then you feel incredibly bad when they let on that the deposit has come from some inheritance money. You're a terrible jealous person and need to get a better paid job.
I love Stephen King and music festivals; I eat my toast upside down; I daydream about getting married probably a bit too much; and I wish every day for a pet sausage dog puppy (who never materialises – sob).
