It occurs to me the idea of the hard working, polishing your doorstep, salt of the earth working cl has all but disappeared. Years ago we could make a Sunday lunch last a week with various receipes, now we couldn't cook a fairy cake if our life depended on it. When did the working cl disintegrate into a chav undercl? On a programme tonight they couldn't even recognise Fergie. I mean the working cl would normally hate royalty or adore the anachronsim - either way you would recognise her.
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