Roger believes “the whole point of having a bit of money was not to have to fly scum class.” School for their son: £20,000. Nanny for the other son: £35,000. Weekend nanny: £9,000. Cars. Clothes. Taxes and pensions. And above it all
the general hard-to-believe expensiveness
of everything in London, restaurants and shoes and parking fines and
cinema tickets and gardeners and the feeling that every time you went
anywhere or did anything money just started melting off you. Roger
didn’t mind that, he was completely up for it, but it did mean that if
he didn’t get his million-pound bonus this year he was at genuine risk
of going broke.
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