Opening Titles to Only Fools.

Slipping into poverty
Desperate to sell anything we can
We got no money
It’s not fucking funny
And Uncle Albert’s dead

Where it all comes from
Is a mystery
That flat stinks of shit
Threw Trig in the sea.
But heres the one thats driving me berserk
We got no fucking money or work
La la lala – la la la la la (etc)


About neilstilwell

Abseiling into trouble, a sewer rat staring at the stars. Disgusting. You can assist my search for the one ring by buying a Kindle version of this diary from here. It has some other stuff in it, and a dreadful cover.
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