| Comment | I quite believe it. I used to cut grass for a living and I can assure you that anytime we went into schemes and working class areas, there would be people outside talking to each other, doing their gardens, working on projects, cleaning their cars and offering us drinks and giving us a chat. As soon as we would go into upper class (posh areas) it would be lifeless. Not a soul in sight other than the postman. Hardly ever got a thank you, rarely got offered a drink of water, if anything we had more hassle from them as they would glance out their ivory towers at you and act as if you're there to damage their cars or property rather than doing them a service. Was always glad to get away from they areas and back into civilization. |
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