When you grow-up working class you learn quickly that the majority of middle-class society has nothing but contempt for you. Usually, it comes from your first experiences within education, or a social worker or the police. But then you get to go home to a community of working-class people who surround themselves with people in similar situations. You pop around to your friends flats and see their mother sticking her hand down the sofa desperately trying to find some change for a pint of milk – and you don’t feel ashamed of your own parents’ financial hardships. This is not a romanticisation of working-class life. Working-class communities have been devastated from years of global economic restructuring. Quite often like my own childhood trauma is embedded within these communities because of: substant abuse, mental health, criminal activity. However, the most terrifying thing is not what’s happening at home, it’s the experience…
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ANDY C DIY 