My son vents his anger about the housing crisis to a distant relation

At a wedding, ‘Bill’ accused Jake’s generation of being spoilt and having everything done for them. I wanted to warn him, but it was too late …

At a recent family wedding, my 24-year-old son and I became part of a small group chatting amiably over drinks and mini bruschetta. A distant relation (I’ll call him Bill) turned to my son Jake and asked him what he was doing. Jake told him about his MSc.

“And where are you living?” Bill asked.

I could see the steam issuing from the top of Jake’s head, and the glitter in his narrowing eyes

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