I had a couple of school friends that were like this, very nice folk, but completely detached from reality.

A weekend on a farm was always a wonderful eye opener ..

"whats that ???" pointing to our slurry tank "Shite" says Mr P senior, "Shite?" asks Little Lord Fauntelroy, "Aye from coos erses" .................... "what do you keep it for?"

Third visit, Jason was mucking out deep litter calf pens & romping through mud up to his eyes.

Send him to a farm visit or Wald Club. Life as it really is.