![]() The shed, 18ft by 6ft, marooned on its own at a crossroads, was once an ad hoc “office” for her dad, who had a rural surveyor’s practice that went bankrupt in 1992. Davies creates a life in which she “still feels skint but no longer poor”ĭavies casts her plight in a more romantic light – she convinces herself that living in a shed near the sea without hot water or electricity is her version of Henry David Thoreau and Walden Pond. Along with millions of others, they are the casualties of that economic fact. In the 20-odd years since they came of age, average house prices in Britain have risen seven times faster than average wages. One crucial fact, in the context of each, is precisely the same, however. Both had challenging teenage years both went to university both took too many drugs and had disastrous relationships both imagined they lived in a country with adequate safety nets for those prepared to work, and discovered in the decade of austerity and the benefits cap that they did not. ![]() ![]() Though their voices are very different, in some ways each woman’s journey to writing her book – their hoped-for route out of the situations they describe – is comparable. ![]()
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