I sometimes think I inhabit a parallel universe. This is borne out by the many who spot me coming and quickly cross to the parallel footpath. The feeling comes on particularly vigorously if I dwell on the nation's housing situation. Or, more accurately, housing crisis.
We're all familiar with the haunting media images of the new legions of the homeless – families sleeping in vans and lean-tos and so forth.
We've also become aware of the legions still fortunate enough to have a roof over their heads, but grappling to cope with rents that consume much of their income.