He does, but he can't empathise. I'm the one person he knows who used to be rich and is now ill and can't work and lost everything. After the 2008 crash I was homeless and shoplifting for a spell, but I survived, unlike many, and I've raided my meagre pension to buy a 3rd hand Parlee and Lightweight wheels. So now I feel blessed. What a bike...it's a magic carpet. Thank god I never had children. I don't drink/smoke or go to restaurants/cinemas/anywhere, so all my money goes on the bike and the cat.
But along the way I noticed that the well off people I used to know are very ruthless. I suppose they mostly earn 300-750k a year. Some of them are in a higher bracket...multimillionaires. Maybe you don't get there unless you're ruthless? They are completely uncaring about so many things...refugees drowning in the Med, benefits claimants who are sanctioned and die of hunger...such a long, long list, which I'm sure the typical LFGSS bod is well aware of. In their mind I'm history, a non-person, down there with the Big Issue seller.
Anyway, I haven't seen him for a year, we're meeting soon, and I just hope we don't fall out over Brexit, all the untreated mental illness, landlords who reject benefit claimants, Tory rape of the NHS, the increase in NI...fuck, I hate this country sometimes.