Three middle-aged women were bragging about their sons. Sarah said “My son William studied Architecture at Cambridge. He makes £70,000 a year and has been promised a partnership.”
Her friend, Anthea, smirked, “Charlie read Law at Oxford and he’s only 23. He makes £100,000 and that’s just for starters.”
Josephine tried hard not to sound too gleeful, “Max left school at 16 with a few GCSE’s. He’s 30 now, but makes half a million as a sports mechanic.”
“What on earth is a sports mechanic? Sarah asked unpleasantly.
“He fixes matches. Rugby, football, tennis more-or-less anything really.”