General   (General discussion, talk about anything.)

I always felt that there was a paradox.

Being poor gave me a far more enriched life than the better off kids.

I am sure that my walk from Plantation Gates up to Haigh Hall was far more rewarding than what those riding the tractor were able to experience. I knew The Plantations in a way they never would or could.

A phenomenon that I found repeatedly across so much life experience.

They might brag about their Summer hols stay at Butlins, but I knew that they had nothing like the fun that I had camping in the woods.