The FT Piss me off.. too ill for this shit.

As a born saver; I barely managed to saved my regular £200 a month for the past few years, on my crappy £400 p/m jobs or the old GAA at a whopping £20K.   Regularly needing to dip into it, due the cost of living and expenses that is just not being regulated!   Now [...]

Poem from 13th of Dec

Publishing an unknown, unremembered draft to re-vitalise my dearthful creativity. Or rather sharing of said creativity;   Dragged back to this hellhole, no hope for life, no light, fizzling, sizzling smiles that belie hardened minds, no hearts that present all that is fine, all withered, all cried, all die.