Faith

I always had faith y'know. I was on my arse, nothing in the bank and nothing due to me. I had no job, no prospect of a job and no means to pay the bills.

With the help of a couple of really superb friends I was helped back to my feet and made to believe again. The job I wanted appeared as a result of endeavours inspired by my friends. Good people start to be drawn toward me and I contue to rise in stature and confidence.

Then arguably my best mate is able to come and work with me as well. He started today. I guess I figured that things couldn't get better.

Then I arrive at work today. The heavily processed blob in the middle of the picture? A brand new burger wagon setting up shop right outside Jewsons.

32.50 and they'll break the yolk for you early doors. The guy serving? A guy I knew from my days back in Wragby. Unless a pub opens up in our yard offering free beer and flirtatious barmaids I can't imagine things getting much better.

In other news my football team is absolutely awful right now. Last night we got knocked out of the FA Cup in the 4th Qualifying round. It's the first time we won't appear in the first round proper in my entire lifetime.

Still great news about the butty wagon.

There is a god.

Done a couple of backblips. They're punchy and short.