I think the middle classes have more parenting options, certainly. If Tarquin is being 'challenging' at school, Cressida can sign him up for football, playschemes, afterschool club, swimming, can pay for the kit for all these, and as a last resort, can pay for him to see a child psychologist PDQ. If he has sleep issues, he can see a sleep therapist. He can be driven to the library, he can go to afterschool activities because mummy has a car. The food he eats is usually fresh and organic, mummy is a good cook, and because mummy has a car, she has the pick of suppliers for that food.
However, if Tyler has been a little shit all term, what is Nikki going to be able to do about it? Well, first port of call is to knock the crap food on the head, and spend more time with him. All doable. But then what?
Well, the after school things are out. Nikki has a long walk to the school, Tylers sister gets picked up at the normal time, Tyler has to come too or he can't get home. She can take him to the park, of course, but he doesn't want to play with his five year old sister, he wants to play with his mates.
Dinner is something picked up from the local shop on the way back. It will be frozen veg, the fruit's a bit wrinkly, and the only meat they do is processed - she usually stocks the freezer from Iceland once a week and gets it delivered, she can't stock it anywhere else as she can't carry it.
Sleep issues? Psychologist? A long wait on the NHS.
Add to this the fact that Tyler watches Tarquin poncing about in brand new clothes, and chatting excitedly to his besotted teacher about all the afterschool activities he goes to, and by the age of 10, Tyler is one bitter little boy. He feels his life is not fair, he doesn't have as much fun as some people, and he feels this not without justification.
It is in this mood that miners strike, that disgruntled teenagers push dustbins over, and 17 year old girls get pregnant. If you haven't had the best chance to start with, then you watch people who work half as hard get twice as far, you might give up on going anywhere at all.
Tarquin's mummy can always blame that bloody Kosovan nanny, after all.