Middle class angst

Imagine if you will the terrbile predicament these poor people are in.You dust of the old Gin palace (sorry that should read Boat) and you set sail on a quiet Sunday morning for who knows where after watching an episode of Hornblower on tv(honest we hardly watch the damn thing), hoping to feel the cold antiseptic sting of the brine, and all you get is to be becalmed next to the great unwashed at Portobello.Honest it's enough to turn a man to a vintage Margaux.