The figures were calculated from the ONS Annual Population Survey which checks on the lives of 320,000 people living in undisclosed areas each year.
Here are the findings: A newborn girl in one of the top 10 per cent of wealthy areas can expect to live 71.3 years before her life is limited by chronic illness or disability. However, a girl born in one of the bottom 10 per cent of the most deprived areas can look forward to only 52.4 years of life in good health.
The difference means the well-off girl is likely to have a healthy life more than a third longer than that of a girl from a poor district. The figures for boys only differ slightly.
The ONS findings for the UK say that healthy life expectancy is at its worst in the very poorest areas of the country. A typical example comes from people without paid employment, who are benefit dependent, and consume too much alcohol, tobacco and drugs. In four out of five of the population, the health gap between the best off and the rest is much less marked. Source – Daily Mail.
Born in 1938, my husband lived in London during the war, when rations were sparse and, deprived of imports, householders grew much of their own food. Spoiled by his loving family, he never went short of what he needed to build a healthy body.
Whereas I, born in 1942, lived in Australia. Although money was scarce, my countrymen had plenty of food to choose from. Fruit and vegetables formed most of my diet. Back then, horses would come down the street, delivering ice for the ice-box, while others sold exciting trinkets. Up the street, the local bakery sold milk as well.
But we both had big dreams which inspired us to reach for the best we could achieve.
At around the age of 55, I discovered I'd been born with malformed hips. Without this condition, I'd be a healthy woman living a good life in retirement.
In the last six months since developing cancer, my husband has deteriorated from a fit man weighing about 13 stone to a shadow of his former self weighing just 9 stone. But, he's not ready to go yet. He keeps up his routine of shopping and cooking and just recently shifted all the things from the living room ready for painting, and then back again. He's my hero.
I think the dividing line between rich and poor is more pronounced without a desire to live a full life. Hopelessness must play a big part in the length of your life.
I'll bet you have a story to tell.