Predominantly mid-life and older couples without kids, Real Working Class may not be on high incomes but they’re confident in their ability to make ends meet. Although the majority of them are employed, often in agriculture or community services, there is an above-average incidence of retired people in this group too. Holding very conservative attitudes, these people are wary of change, don’t like taking risks and believe the fundamental values of society are under serious threat.
Walk with Me
Thelma and I have been married for 60 years this November; I can't remember or imagine life without her.
I was too young for WWII — I was just a whipper snapper in primary school. (Not any more: I’m 83 and wrinkly as an old boot.) I fought in Korea, though, and now I’m on a military pension. Keeps me off the streets, I suppose. I bought my house in 1962, when Coromandel was a sleepy seaside town, and I still live there. Just as well I got in early, before all the rich yuppies and foreigners drove property prices up.
Geeze, times have changed — and not for the better, if you ask me. Yesterday my mate Doug and I were having a Tui and a smoke on the deck, watching the children going home from school, and you should’ve heard their language – crikey! My mother would’ve clipped me round the ear if I’d spoken like that. Youngsters have no respect any more. Probably why the crime rate’s rising.
Cheryl and Pete next door look out for us. They’re in their 30s, doing it pretty tough. She works down the local supermarket, but Pete’s been unemployed a while. Yesterday, he drove me to Hammer Hardware so I could buy some bits to do a few jobs around the house. We picked up our Lotto tickets too — maybe one of us will get lucky…