I’m sitting here and knitting on the bench with periwinkle twinkle in the eye to knit one perl one then to do one french and then to light a fag and bid goodbye

its time for me to go now on a ride the beaches beckon and the surf is up upon the horses white ones side by side I musht agree to wear sporty cup The back is not the besht you know today to bend is to accept defeat in war I tried to lift a horses arse some hay and then I found my legs are very sore

When will the doctor nexst pronounce his best to check my ups and downs and inner thigh he tried to look around beneath my breasts but only found a wet shchlap in the eye I’m not long for the world or so he said I’m not too worried though as is my way I never think that he is too well read and I don’t trust a culchy that is grey

I never knew my children would be bold they never send me money or a card no matter if I shiver or be cold alone here in the home it is so hard my room is up for transfer in the night I think my time is spent and I’ll be dumped they told me to pack up all my old shit in rooms it seems I always get gazumped. 2014