The private rented sector is a harrowing, insecure place. If only the prime minister had asked us tenants how to fix itWe know she was sincere, because she had earlier donned the sacred hi-vis vest of truth. According to Theresa May, I am still a person even though I am a renter. Arguably the most condescending pronouncement of her reign so far was delivered against an unfortunate brick-wall backdrop, creating an open goal for the obvious metaphor generation (suggesting she was bricking it or has her back against the wall; there really are too many jokes).As with most tenants, I am all too aware that I am a human being, albeit a being with no security (despite living in Scotland which has new rights for tenants, but where owners can, and soon no doubt will, issue notice by spuriously claiming they are about to sell up). During last week’s character-building cold snap, like the prime minister, many of my friends and impoverished fellow renters were also in costume. Many of us were dressed as the Michelin man, wrapped against the bitter chill in layers of blanket ponchos, gloves, all the jumpers we possess and, in one case, three pairs of trousers. The layers were so thick we had to roll along the floor like a barrel in order to reach the kitchen. Turn the heating on, you say? Oh, please be serious. Continue reading…
Source : theguardian.com
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