I did not grow up as far away from a dreary future of running up and down warehouses as I might have liked. I too could have ended up with a precarious job as my only source of income, and I understood even before sitting down to write this book not only how easy it would have been to become trapped in that world, but also how the superiority of those who stood a few rungs above was often illusory. The ‘talent’ upon which one’s social superiority rests is often little more than the confidence to say, ‘I think I’d be rather good at it’, to paraphrase the former Prime Minister David Cameron.
