Haven't read the whole thread but it seems to have gone off piste from time to time.
Not all older people have gold plated pension schemes. We couldn't afford to contribute to a pension at all because our mortgage rate went from 15.5% up to 16%. When it eventually fell to 8.5% and stayed there for several years we thought that was a big improvement. Well it was compared to what we used to pay.
We treated ourselves to a meal out once a year on our anniversary. With a bottle of wine. Our one bottle of wine a year.
Holidays were spent in Cornwall in the tent we had saved up to buy.
Furniture was all hand-me-downs.
Pram and cot were both secondhand (probably 5th hand, actually).
One car, secondhand (as above, more likely 5th hand)
I thought I'd get a pension at 60, and in the 1970s was advised to pay the married woman's stamp (which I later discovered did not go towards my pension - I was supposedly earning a pension through my husband's contributions) so although I have worked all my adult life since age 15, I find I don't have enough NI contributions for the full state pension. I am still contributing to try and make that up by the time I'm 66.
I expect this post won't go down well but it wasn't all sunshine and flower power back then, it was bloody hard work - and cold. Central heating was an expensive luxury completely out of our range, we relied on hot water bottles and granny's handed down thick wool blankets.
I agree with GinnghamStyle - life is hard and there is more to life than buying a house. The freedom we have here - to be ourselves and express ourselves - is priceless and to be cherished.