Rich City, Poor Girl

Well, the title certainly speaks for itself. 

For a city that’s filled with opportunities and a chance (and need) to prove yourself, there’s, ironically, definitely something you need to prove: that you can afford it. 

This can be applied to many cities, but let’s stick to the whole reason of the blog: London. 

I am (currently) lucky enough to be blessed with the ‘Royal Bank of Mum’, which is a nice enough bank and, just like any other bank, they do require tasks to be done before I get any money (on the odd occasion). 

I can barely afford a cinema ticket nowadays, or even a night at a Travelodge (by the way things are going, they’ll probably be around the same price in the next five years). Inflation has increased and decreased so many times within the past five years that, to avoid being awkward, I have to check the price(s) of something I want online instead of walking into a shop, feeling guilty about not being able to afford anything and walking straight back out again.

I am grateful that we can afford basic essentials, but what an East Londoner would do just to upgrade from “Oh, I packed my own snacks” to “Oh, I bought a M&S hamper… what do you mean I can’t take it into the cinema?”. It would be great if money rained down (just every once in a while).

Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoy the first week of Spring and that you have a fantastic March!