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danensis
Her part in it was talking to the tenants, and recording and acting on their concerns.
When the housing corporation bought the houses, I had to travel down to London on the train, with a cheque for several million pounds in my pocket, to get the final signature on it. The person who was to sign the cheque was at a posh reception, so they invited me in while he sorted it out. Caviar and smoked salmon - its another world! While I was explaining to some of the other guests why we were wanting to improve the houses, a woman said "Oh, they don't have outside toilets any more - that's just in novels". The ignorance of the chattering classes.
John
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