Life continues. It was very good to whinge about being an… - Sally's Journal
By "poor", I mean things like "home made clothes/hand me downs/no trendy clothes/no "latest" toys/no posh holidays/all home made food/sharing rooms with siblings in a small house" rather than "no food" or "no well made, well fitting shoes" or "no roof over head".
I was using this definition of "poor". Personally, I'd describe "poor" as being much lower than this. And in some ways we were lower than this - if we needed to spend unexpected money because the washing machine broke usually it could be covered by my parents savings, which were low, but always there because my dad is an amazing budgeter. But sometimes if there were two of these things in one month or something we'd run out of food. As with the student example though - it's amazing what you can live on if you have to, you don't expect otherwise, and you know there'll be some money coming in soon.
Priests aren't "poor" by any sort of single-mum standard. They get a house and social status. However, they earn about £18 a year for working 70-hour weeks (at least) and are often required to do several other jobs simultaneously for which they aren't paid (my father, for example, was Warden of Readers in the Leicester diocese, which was officially a three-day-a-week job but for which he was entirely unpaid.) I also know cases where the diocese had simply run out of money (the Anglican church is *not* rich, that's a myth) and therefore were obliged to make someone NSM (a non-stipendary minister; i.e working for nothing) particularly in cases where two priests are married to each other. Half a vicar's salary is their rent, yes, but my parents only ever had the one house, and never received compensation for the house they weren't given. But. I'm not complaining, I'm making the point that no disposable income != poor :) We had no money, but we weren't poor.