I'm from farming stock myself. My Dad had pictures of ancestors from the early 20th century. They wore ragged clothes and must have worked hard in the days before machinery. The thing that struck me was how dignified and happy they all looked in their rags during yet another days hard labour. I look around today, with the abundance of everything, and half the people are broken. I think in the olden days they had what Orwell called a "simpler and harder" life which was more conducive to happiness (assuming you could get work and not starve!).