I sold a magazine today on ebay for 8 quid, including postage. It paid for for dinner. Spent the week working at tree surgery, out of the house at 6am and back at 7.30 pm after a 2 hour commute each way. £50 quid a day. My missus does 2 days a week in the local post office for minimum wage, and we spend the rest of our free time buying things to sell at the local car boot sales. And I read a whinge in the Independent about a nurse on 26 grand a year who says she needs to go to foodbanks. I’ve not bought any music for two years, we think music is great but grub is better.
We are lucky to live in such a great country. Not sure what this post is about to be honest.
Rock and roll.