Being brought up on a Council estate where the common mentality was that people 'like us' didn't own their own house, I moved out of my parents home & into a bedsit with nothing but my personal items and a not very well paid job. My girlfriend at the time was in a similar situation and from the same background we couldn't afford to buy, it was 4 months after we married that we were offered a Council flat.
Three years & 2 children later we were offered a Council house for £13,000 which we bought under the 'Right to Buy' scheme, but even with the discount on offer (and a low interest mortgage through the Council) we struggled to furnish the house, let alone have 'luxuries' like holidays or a social life.
We had no help from our families at all and for several years I worked full time during the week plus I did a part time job every Sunday & my then wife worked every weekday evening as well as another job every Saturday. It's probably no wonder that after 12 years the marriage went t**s up, I was left with nothing except my personal things yet again & I had to start from scratch all over except this time I managed afford a bit better than a Bedsit. But that upward struggle is another story

You try telling kids of today why you get annoyed when they tell you "it's alright for you, you have a nice house, a nice car & you go on holidays, you're lucky!" Grrrr!!
