We have plenty of people who need homes, but cannot afford them: Rents are expensive; mortgage deposits are extortionate; the bank of mum and dad has been squeezed dry. Hard working people desperately need homes.
I feel insecure about my accent; I feel insecure about my class. The two are inextricably linked, like it or not.
Everyone was lithe and tanned, rich and frolicking. I felt so utterly out of place I found it hard to hide my complete revulsion. I am fat, pale and awkward.