Home in Mosman
My neighbourhood is renowned for its monied residents. Old money, new money, it doesn’t matter. It’s splashed around wherever you look. I walk past it everyday. However, to accept the rich stereotype as a blanket keeping everyone warm at night, would be a mistake. I for one, am hanging on by the skin of my teeth and if you look hard, there are definitely the real ‘have-nots’. Something to remember next time I’m feeling sorry for myself.