You know what I like most about living on my own, I can shit with the toilet door wide open. It doesn't feel like I am locked away, with a dirty secret, hiding. I can sit there with the sun on my toes and my undies around my ankles gazing off into the distance... for as long as I like.

The post-drug diarrhoea has started. Gotta hate that! Pllllpppp! Oh. Pllllpppp! Ah! Pllllpppp!

Vince Jones sings, Funny how time slips away... and it slips away.