Hitch
Hustling
I toyed with my last euro; fingering it nervously. I carefully browsed the supermarket isles. What could I afford? What did I need? No, stuff that! What did I want? Chocolate? Chips? A piece of Read more…
I toyed with my last euro; fingering it nervously. I carefully browsed the supermarket isles. What could I afford? What did I need? No, stuff that! What did I want? Chocolate? Chips? A piece of Read more…
It’s time we had a little heart to heart. A hug. And maybe even a high five. (Because let’s be honest, we can’t afford anything else…) Now whether you chose the unemployment or the unemployment Read more…
Thirty. Broke. Unemployed. Single… it’s not quite what I pictured… but man was I loving life! It was a big step, but after three years of flightlessly travelling towards Spain, I decided to take a Read more…
Where was I….? Hmmm…? Tamworth – that’s right stuck in Tamworth! The hellhole that is Tamworth. Chicken farmers. Foreigners. More chicken farmers. A big guitar. Nothing else. Nothing. I no longer had hopes. No longer Read more…