Preparedness for when

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paidinchickens wrote: »

I can't believe how much I don't know and I should be ashamed of myself.

When we were younger my Mother would not discuss bills or money at all. If you mentioned it the scowl would burn straight through you.

You had home economics at school but money was never taught at school. History was a relentless black board of writing about the Russian revolution but you never took any of it in as the teacher would rub it off the board if you wasn't quick enough to take it down and you would get home to illegible scribble that did not make sense.

Then I brought up two kids on my own while working three jobs so I can honestly say I have had no opportunity to really look any further than how much can I save on the things I need (not want)

I feel at my age I should be more educated about the world around me but even when I try and keep up with the news and current events you find they lie to you anyway :rotfl:

Should I just give up now and save myself the headache

Certainly don't give up. Be grateful that we have the internet. I have learnt more from it in six years than I ever learnt at school, or even from my very knowledgeable father.

Wikipedia is amazing, and I always send them £20 when they ask for a donation.

GreyQueen

Never give up, PIC; an enquiring mind is like a can-opener; there's always something to pry your way into. Try hanging out at these sites as a mere taster;

http://www.zerohedge.com/archive

http://thearchdruidreport.blogspot.co.uk/

http://22billionenergyslaves.blogspot.co.uk/

Just come in from boogieng * around in the street and a charity shop fest and was happily burbling away to my Dad on the phone about what I've been up to in the last couple of days and he laughed and said You're never stuck for something to do, are you?!

Too bliddy right, the world is full of stuff I need to stick my snout into. I'm going to track down the shop where they sell extra hours soon, as I have enough interests to have about 30 hours' activity in every 24.

* They were playing rock & roll but I can't jive. So I kinda boogied in place because the street was all crowded and buzzy and I was as happy as a pig in mud.

mardatha

Ragz people have lived and thrived in Scotland for umpteen thousand years, you can grow a huge amount of native veg and be very very happy
I recently read that Shetland was high in the places where people felt most satisfaction and happiness... and you can't get any further north than that without dropping off the edge!
Life is slower here, emptier, less hassled and more peaceful. I couldn't cope down there wi you lot, and I do think you're very brave.

GreyQueen

Mar, I feel the same way about Lunnon Town. I go there very seldom and loathe it; too many people, walking and talking too fast. We have a lot of ex-Londoners here in Provincial City. They love our dozy ways........

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MAR you don't have to opt in to the 'busy' life just because you're sassenachs and live in the deep south. We don't play, never have and never will! We live as we want to, and have our own agenda without being antisocial, we live the good life wellies, mud, warts and all and manage it pretty well in amongst all the 'Jonses' we are ahead of (we don't keep up with them, we lead from the front) without either getting up thier noses or engendering thier pity for being third class citizens. You can live an entirely alternative lifestyle in amongst the other half, it is sometimes fun as well as they haven't a clue why you do it!!! Lyn xxx.

daftmummy

Thank you Mrslurcherwalker for your very kind words, brought a misted eye feeling. Love the people here as I feel that here were mates who sit have a cuppa and just get on. Lovely.

Had a cuppa with my eldest child's best friend mum and we were talking about Christmas I ruled out Ipod, Ipad, mobile phone, computer and sky landers. she said "now you told me what you wont be being getting ,what will you be buying?" my eldest wants a science kit! so am slowly getting stuff. Last year I picked up loads of stocking fillers throu out the year and they had loads! and very cheap.

Have saved my Tesco points so will be having a look soon. oh its my birthday this week and my friend is inviting me to her's for a meal, one person is doing starter, one the main and me pudding! haven't ever had a birthday party so am looking forward to it!!!

raining here and kids watching film treating ourself's to a take away! it only cost us less than a tenner for all of us as we share it ( well is for my birthday )
have a lovely weekend everyonex

GreyQueen

daftmummy, I like the cut of your jib. Sounds like your Christmas will be fine and very affordable.

I bought some Christmas presents today; some history books for my Dad and some lite-history books and humour for my Mum. From the charity shop. We often exchange second-hand books as gifts and make no secrets about it. If I see a handsome book going cheap, the kind of book which could cost £20 and upward, on a subject someone dear to me will like, I will buy it.

And I gladly receive secondhand things as gifts, too.

Now, this may be faintly appalling to some. It would certainly appall anyone trying to make a profit off the "festive season".:rotfl:But I don't regard the amount of money spent on a gift as an indicator of how much the giver values me. A thoughtful choice of something reflecting my interests is much more my taste even if it cost 50p or was something they themselves recieved but didn't want. Let the money be saved and spent elsewhere.

I think Crimble has developed into an absolute monster of our own making. It needs to be lopped off at the knee and reduced in size.

mardatha

Didn't mean it like that so much Mrs L, more as how you cope with day t day living, traffic, pollution, crime, and sheer mass of people. I probably have it all wrong but I imagine it as one step short of NYC lol - I once saw York on a bank holiday weekend and had a fit of the vapours and had to come home!

bluebag

paidinchickens wrote: »

I can't believe how much I don't know and I should be ashamed of myself.

When we were younger my Mother would not discuss bills or money at all. If you mentioned it the scowl would burn straight through you.

You had home economics at school but money was never taught at school. History was a relentless black board of writing about the Russian revolution but you never took any of it in as the teacher would rub it off the board if you wasn't quick enough to take it down and you would get home to illegible scribble that did not make sense.

Then I brought up two kids on my own while working three jobs so I can honestly say I have had no opportunity to really look any further than how much can I save on the things I need (not want)

I feel at my age I should be more educated about the world around me but even when I try and keep up with the news and current events you find they lie to you anyway :rotfl:

Should I just give up now and save myself the headache

Raising two kids on your own, with three jobs has it's own education altogether!

I wouldn't stress too much about understanding all the financial wrangles, they keep changing all the rules to suit the rich so none of us can keep up. If you didn't go to Eaton and haven't got a dad with a title, then your poor, it's just how poor is all. Were all in this together innit?

GreyQueen

mardatha wrote: »

Didn't mean it like that so much Mrs L, more as how you cope with day t day living, traffic, pollution, crime, and sheer mass of people. I probably have it all wrong but I imagine it as one step short of NYC lol - I once saw York on a bank holiday weekend and had a fit of the vapours and had to come home!

You wee country mouse, you.:rotfl:

I went out for about an hour and saw several people I know, mostly from work (two from my dept and one former manager) and waved at the Magic Greengrocer in passing, and chatted to a volunteer in a charity shop where I've been going for years. Provincial City is like an oversized market town insomuch as it has a small centre and everyone knows everyone else.

Mind you, if I'm anywhere in the region I can bet my last spondulick that someone, somewhere, will see me and remark upon it days or weeks later. Keeps me on the straight and narrow.;)