A Wheelbarrow Full
In my working life I have certainly experienced periods of extreme inflation (“extreme” being a relative term) where paymasters were kept busy adjusting ever increasing payrolls to allow the staff to keep up with inflation.
I’m not sure that it was anything but anti-Nazi propaganda which fed stories to us during the second world war of citizens needing a wheelbarrow to go shopping, not to bring home the butter, eggs and flour, but to carry the paper money required to pay for the family’s provisions.
With printing presses working overtime to help us over the stresses of COVID-19, we need to remember that money, whatever the currency, is not only a means of exchange but also a measure of wealth.
I hope my great grandchildren reach adulthood at a time when money, unlike now in todays temporary crisis, returns to representing true value.