The kids aren't alright
The lack of opportunities for twentysomethings will be bad for all of us in the future, writes David McWilliams.
The other day a friend of mine, driven demented by her son, screamed: “Will he ever grow up?”
The son in question, a really nice young man – clever, sociable, kind and very funny – is still living at home, aged 26. So too are most of his friends.
His mother, knocking back the pinot grigio, asked rhetorically: “What were we doing at 26? We had flats, jobs, we’d lived in London or New...
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