Our society can never be fair while we are leaving the poorest out in the cold
Visiting someone in hospital recently, I fell into conversation with a country man who said he sold eggs for a living.
Puzzled by 'egg man' as a job description - unless he operated a battery system or his layers were egg-making marvels - I inquired how many eggs he might sell in a week.
"Eight or 10 dozen," he said. And could he make a living from it, I asked? After all, profit margins must be tight, with supermarkets squeezing suppliers to keep prices low for customers. He said it was sufficient for his needs: "I live very simply on my own."