So it goes …….
So, what’s it all about then? You work hard, you keep your nose clean – you have kids, raise them, struggle through debt. And then what?
You hit middle age, slowly like – it’s not like hitting a wall, rather a big soft fluffy pillow zzzzzzzzzzz and you keep dropping off. And then what?
Stuff starts to drop out and go south. Hair, sweat from upper lips and beer bellies. Chins have a breeding programme all of their own. And then what?
Challenges become threats, pop heroes become corpses and present tense becomes past participle. And then what?
Some 19 year old kid, with a criminal record volumes long buys his first ever lottery ticket – and wins 9.5 million quid. That’s what!