Historic Cost of living app

[Richard]

An interesting app to see what things were worth then and now.
Wages comparison is a good one, as is the cost of a house, or whatever you want to convert from £ s d in the year of your choice to the current cost.
My first trip wage in 1964 was £14.0s.0d per month, now worth £255.00 Per month. So would still be carp wages, even today.


http://thedesignlab.co.uk/costoflivi...ate.php?uid=65#

[BobClay]

Something a bit fishy about 'carp wages.'

(Sorry Richard ... couldn't resist it ... )

[Farmer John]

My dad always reduced things to a "cost of a bottle of whisky" scale, not because he drank much of it but because it seemed to retain a feeling of moderate luxury. On that scale, most things seem fairly cheap. Only think though of the huge pile of empties when you sell your house.

[Richard]

Originally Posted by BobClay

Something a bit fishy about 'carp wages.'

(Sorry Richard ... couldn't resist it ... )

An anagram that gets through the censor

[Varley]

Originally Posted by Farmer John

My dad always reduced things to a "cost of a bottle of whisky" scale, not because he drank much of it but because it seemed to retain a feeling of moderate luxury. On that scale, most things seem fairly cheap. Only think though of the huge pile of empties when you sell your house.

I would have to have moved many times had weekly recycling not provided me with a way to maintain an access to the highway.

[Naytikos]

posted by Farmer John
Only think though of the huge pile of empties when you sell your house.

When I was 12 my parents bought a market-garden in a small town in Devon. The previous owner had not been very successful at the business but had written a thriller which had been turned into a feature film. He and his wife sold up and moved to Bermuda.
Every shed and greenhouse was stuffed with empty beer bottles; presumably the couple had been too embarrassed to put them out for the dustman. I don't actually remember how my father got rid of them, but they did disappear over a couple of days. In one shed there was a wooden trunk full of phials of injectable vitamins as well.


Obviously I dare not name the one-hit writer, but if you look for a novel about a security van robbery that goes wrong, you may find it.