Sunday 28th, am.
Why capitalism doesn't work: the current situation with the cost of energy and the greed of shareholders, etc, but what is the alternative? Give the dog a cuddle, have a piss and listen to an audiobook waiting for the noise and the light to die down and sleep to overtake me. I really need to get my act together. Days like today are too frequent: there are functioning alcoholics and I am not one of these: I am too weary the day after. It's shortening my existence and I am becoming pointless. Archie heads to his bowl for a glug of water as I discover a pimple inside my ear which has that tight pain: it's hard to squeeze that section of the ear! *** Looking at the line up of The Leeds Festival, @ Bramham Park, I know of one band -The Arctic Monkeys - only so God knows why my sister has gone? But she loves the Arctic Monkeys... Woke up at 6. A lovely end to last night as Archie and I went for his before bed crap and a cuddle before we both vanished into Lalaland. Now I get read...