Living here is like being in the Circumlocution Office on a daily basis.
You can't drive directly anywhere without being in endless polluting traffic. Trains are filthy and don't run on time if they run at all. Buses may not arrive. Town centres are full of flapping plastic and hoardings where thriving shops and offices used to be. If you have a cat, you will have to pay thousands for the repair of a fractured femur in a cat using a procedure that actually takes less time than a spay surgery. Parking anywhere costs a fortune. Everyone is so stressed they can barely think straight and whilst a lot of people are getting paid very well for doing very little, a lot are struggling to get by each month without going to a food bank (full of pasta and tinned tomatoes). You take your life in your hands if you choose to ride a bike. The NHS is fucked but people don't care of themselves and a lot of them have almost zero understanding of how their body works and what the sugar, pop, pies, cakes, chips, sweets, syrupy expensive coffees, massive intake of alcohol, toxic cracked seed oils, flour and salty sweetened frankenmeats full of e numbers are actually doing to their metabolism or tissues on a cellular level.
If you have a car, the cost of repairs are at piss take levels as is the running cost of fuel but if you don't have a car, unless you live in a very well provided for city, your life is filled with difficulties just getting around or transporting shopping and goods that you need. If you live in that well provided for city, the air you breathe will likely kill you slowly with dementia in the mix on the way.
The general mood is of doom and more doom to follow because the country is not run for the people but for the institutions and the elite and if you get ill or need a dentist, you will struggle to get seen unless you can pay a lot of money.
If you get injured by a health care provider, the chances of them having any sort of come back is practically zero because the system cannot or will not lose them even if they are genuinely shite at their job and complaining about them is pointless, They are protected by a ring of steel and a closed shop.
If your house is broken into or you have anything stolen, you are very unlikely to get it dealt with properly. You will get a crime number and you have to sort your insurance even if the scrote left his blood all over the broken window and DNA can be taken. You have to beg the cops to come and investigate.
If you have a stroke, despite all the TV advice about getting an ambulance and the 'golden hour', you will likely be left on a trolley with no clot busters. You might go septic but getting immediate antibiotics is a lottery and any investigation afterwards is pointless because no-one carries a can of any sort and no professional body seems to learn lessons.
I could go on but I need a brew.