‘Things are changing. But not quickly enough to my mind. One day, though, all this will be gone. And then, thank heaven, people will have somewhere decent to bring up their children. Somewhere they’ll want to go home to instead of the street.’ I said: ‘Always assuming what they replace it with will be better.’ ‘Oh,’ he said, ‘but it must be. It’s bound to be.’ ‘Is it?’ I said.
