…older and deeper in debt.
Saint Peter don’t you call me, ’cause I can’t go
You know I owe my soul to the company store.
Not sure the words are right but a free book to the first with the YouTube link to the song. Signed in any way you want.
I am in excellent humour. Another birthday and I am not yet dead. That has to be a good thing (for me anyway and now for someone else too). I also have a Kindle Fire to play with and this…
I have Penderyn from Poppy. The perfect gift because it’s the only whisky that’s hard to find in Scotland. I’ve had a taste but it’s not guzzling whisky. It’s a slow and savouring one.
So,another birthday passes and I’m a bit older. Wrinklier and uglier.
It’s still better than the alternative.