Well, it’s Sunday 22 June and I haven’t posted in my blog for 2 months. I don’t really know why – I suppose I’ve been too busy with photography and housework. I’ve also gone through a wee bit of a depressive phase and I think that affected my mojo. Like many people in the UK I’m increasingly concerned about the recession, sorry “economic downturn”, “impact of the credit crunch” - I don’t know what Chairman Prime Minister Brown’s current buzz phrase is, but it sure as hell feels like a recession to me. Food prices are rocketing, all measures of inflation are rising, house prices are falling, unemployment is rising and I don’t even want to talk about fuel prices. My pay rise last year was 2% – below the rate of inflation, so it was essentially a pay cut. In fact, my pay rise was swallowed up by an increase in rail fares, and this year it looks like we’ll be getting the same again. I work in the public sector (we don’t all get huge salaries – if you look at the figures, a small number of highly paid jobs artificially inflate the average wage figure ) and life is starting to get very tough. Public sector employees are 20% of the workforce and we are being forced to take below inflation wage rises to stop wage inflation hitting the economy, yet private sector employees (80% of the workforce) are receiving pay rises of 3.8 -4%. I guess we’re just an easy target, but it really sticks in your throat when you are working harder and harder just to get by (to paraphrase Barack Obama). We don’t even have a luxurious lifestyle, so we don’t have a lot of leverage to change our spending habits – we always cook everything from scratch, we don’t eat a lot of meat and we eat loads of pasta. My dad is just about to come back to the UK after several months in Thailand and it’ll be interesing to see what he thinks of prices.
I know that we are a lot better off than many other countries, but that is little comfort when your economy is going down the tube because of a megalomaniac prime minister. I have never, ever voted for the Tories, but I may have to at the next election to get this bunch of eedjits out, and that depresses me more that you could possibly know.
Ahh, Britain – ain’t it Great at the moment?
