Inflation

Paddy wasn't like the gentleman farmer who bulled his own cows. Because of all the kids, Paddy hadn't been able to afford a new suit for many years. He had also developed a bad hump over the years (from what, we won't say). He went to a tailor and asked for a quotation for a suit. '£35,'said the tailor.
'But that's a disgraceful price,' said Paddy. "The last suit I bought only cost me ££15.
'That must have been some time ago, sir, everything is gone up since. Cloth is gone up, labour costs are gone up, even buttons are gone up. Paddy tried another tailor. 'How much for a suit?'£40.'
Paddy protested again and received the same argument: 'Cloth is gone up, labour costs are gone up, even buttons are gone up.'
Yet again Paddy tried another tailor. 'How much for a suit.' '£50.'
'Ah for heaven's sake,' said Paddy, 'that's absolutely ridiculous.'
'But everything's gone up, sir,' said the tailor. 'Cloth is gone up, labour costs are gone up, even buttons are gone up. In fact, sir, I would have to charge you more than £50 because of your-eh-deformity. May I ask you how did it happen, sir?'
Thoroughly disgusted with the whole affair, Paddy screamed: 'Like everything else, my flippin' backside is gone up.'