They must have more money than I did when I was one.
Aye. In them days, we'd have been glad to have the price of a cup o' tea. In a filthy, cracked cup.
But you know, we were happy in those days, though we were poor.
Aye. BECAUSE we were poor. My old Dad used to say to me, "Money doesn't buy you happiness."
He was right. I was happier then and I had NOTHIN'. We used to live in this tiny old house, with great big holes in the roof.
You were lucky. We lived for three months in a brown paper bag in a septic tank. We used to have to get up at six o'clock in the morning, clean the bag, eat a crust of stale bread, go to work down mill for fourteen hours a day week in-week out. When we got home, our Dad would thrash us to sleep with his belt!
But you try and tell the young people today that... and they won't believe you.
(With apologies to Monty Python