I watch Liz Truss and I see a woman wearing a Margaret Thatcher mask. But we are not in the 70s or 80s any more: we are in 2022. I watched the Tory leadership contest. Not out of interest, but out of confusion and despair. It was frightening.
Tax cuts? What does that mean to people like me? They won’t do anything to help us. In her speech on Tuesday she barely mentioned the high cost of living, and nothing to do with benefits. My food bills are OK at the moment, but I’m hoarding: tinned stuff that will last a long time in case money gets tight in winter.
On Thursday, she announced that energy bills would be frozen at about £2,500 a year until 2024. When the new price cap was announced, my energy bills were due to go up to £3,500, so this is better – but it’s still expensive. How will we pay this back? I’m really worried. I have been very down. We are the ones who are going to suffer. She blamed the war in Ukraine for the high prices, but my electricity is from E.ON and their profits are outrageous: £3.47bn in the first six months of the year.
I’ve changed jobs since my last column. I was working as a project support worker with adults in supported housing. Even though I had a contract, my manager gave me only one week’s notice before my job ended. I’ve found something else now but it’s just been interviews, interviews, interviews – you get used to it, but it’s draining. I’ve started work on a pilot youth project, on a three- to six-month contract. It’s short term but it could end up being longer.
I’m OK with the uncertainty. I’ve got three or four jobs anyway. I’m still working six days a week: I do other youth work, and have a Saturday job supervising reparation work with young people who are giving back to the community by
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