I'm interested in those posters who try to do down others by parodying a cartoon of English Upper Class pronunciation when they have far more money than those they (very poorly) attempt to ridicule.

Pure monetary wealth is not a good measure of richness, that's a pure quantitive value and misses the all importance qualitive measurements. Then there is the old question, is it more important to be a millionaire or just live like one?

I would imagine, that most who hang around clothing forums, including this one and others, all have sufficient disposable income to be able to afford a certain reasonable lifestyle and attainment of the odd pair of Allen Edmonds seconds that they don't actually need. After that its all luxury and additional icing on the cake. I don't think the poor, including the Western poor, would have the sufficient time and interest to be on the forums. And on the basis of that, I don't believe there's anyone adopting a slumming pose as an affectation.

It's all relative anyway, once you have kids, get a house and are keeping it all afloat, it doesn't matter how much you earn, you will be living on pocket money and hiding your better purchases from the missus!

Last edited by Dudley Clarke (2014-02-03 10:29:24)

lol.

Don't wait for the time that is right, that will be too late.

I would be quite happy to have another one or two kids with my wife, but once you reach your mid-40s its already too late, for all reasons. I thought I would be single to the day I died, and planned appropriately. We had our first child when I was 35, second soon after at 36, the richness of the experience of them growing into individuals and people is truly wonderful.

But in saying that, that world of going out to fancy restaurants a couple several times a week immediately ends, so too certain holiday experiences, you loose all of that, unless you plan on ditching your kids with nannies or what have you. Also friendships will end, everyone moves on.

My perceptions looking in from the outside are that the dynamics of having children have altered significantly since I was one. I remember that although there were holidays and days out for the pleasure of my brother and I, the majority of the time was spent amusing ourselves or fitting in with what my parents wanted and needed to do. Now many people's lives appear to revolve totally around their children with every spare moment devoted to their entertainment and enjoyment. The responsibilities of parenthood seem to go on much longer today. I and most of my contemporaries had left home and were looking after ourselves by the time we were 18 -20, now the need for emotional and financial support seems to extend much longer, into their 30s often with them still living at home.

Mrs Woof and I are not 'blessed' with children and are now past the age where that could happen anyway. We never wanted any, certainly have no regrets and are very much in tune with each other on that score. We live enjoyable and fulfilling lives, both of us having their own space and financial independence. Friends who have bred seem to envy our freedom and choice.

Having said all that I recognise that if kids do come along you become attached to them and I agree with Hep that if you are having them, do so before you get too old. It can't be much fun when the other kids think your dad is your grandad picking you up from school. That's another thing, I used to walk to school with my mates.

I'm about to go Marx if something doesn't give here at work.  The whole more work and less money bit is getting a bit old.  Doesn't bode well for morale.  Yuca, move stateside and let's start an Ivy blog.  We'll make lots of money pushing Ovadia and Sons or something or other.