Square one

 

 

 

I was redundant

And things were grim.

I had little choice but to accept

The harshness of it all

And start again.

 

My first lesson was money:

I looked at it differently now,

I respected it.

When I think back

I’d been a fool,

But things were good then.

 

To save,

I walked everywhere.

I had a decent motor,

But to fill it

Would have emptied me.

 

I needed to toughen-up :

My eating habits,

My social drinking,

Sky TV:

They had to go.

 

After I’d budgeted

For all necessities,

There was £22 left.

 

I was desperate for

A new iron.

 

British Heart Foundation

And Scope

Were just around the corner,

 

Opening hours - 10 until 4.30.

 

I threw two slices of white

Under the grill

And re-filled the kettle.

 

It was just after eleven

But there was no panic,

 

I had all day.

◄ Birds like that

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Philipos

Mon 31st Jan 2011 23:31

A well expressed piece of social history here Mike - I endorse what Kealan already said

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kealan coady

Mon 31st Jan 2011 18:52

loved it man really easy to read. enjoyable language from start to finish.

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