On the way to the office, I looked out the cab window. A beautiful silver BMW with posh white interior was purring beside us at the traffic junction.

Its owner, a well-coiffed woman in her mid-30s to early 40s had a pair of expensive sunglasses perched on her nose and her face was well-made up. Everything about her screamed 'money'.

Until she rised her left hand from the steering wheel and picked her nose with her pinky.

OH. MY. GOD.

I am now permanently blinded.

Remember kiddies, money can buy you a luxury car, a million trips to the saloon and branded products.

But money cannot buy you class.