June 30 th     I ain’t no Samuel Pepys these daily peeps are not the stuff of history no London burning plague of rats regimes changing merely misery this and that disguised as art and dogged grim determination to finish what I start to leave a mark fill in blanks tick those boxes dot some i’s a pox upon you Mr P you set the bar too high.

June 27 th     EOFY sounds like… toffee but there’s nothing sweet about this time of year those numbers tell the tale and it’s a sorry one in cold hard naked facts and figures is shouting from the rooftops dollars flooding out payments trickling in barely enough to keep a girl afloat worthless down to the last groat and tittle it were ever so make a little go a long long way from pay day to pay day hand to mouth go to woe.

June 25 th     old fool I am getting inked without a second thought of consequences that might flow that might be less than fun infection, say or sepsis worse nurse! what are these red spots dotting up my paper skin they don’t look funky they look scary and not like a skull and crossbones might be pirate ship or dagger maybe they mean a trip to casualty and a course of big fat pills. linktr.ee/JaneClifton