|Waiting For My Man|
Only it's not Lou Reed's attempt at buying smack on this occasion but me trying to get money that I'm owed for fuckin work I've done and I know that the people on the other end have it in full. All the comics know what I'm talking about and it's probably aged us about 5 years unless you're a hobbyist or someone who's not got any money issues.
One day I'll have all the money I'm owed but that day will be when there is another Labour government in power (the last one left office in May 1979) or when the Mags proudly show off the FA cup to the masses outside the Civic Centre (the last time that happened was 1955 actually I'm not sure they even did that, the civic centre in it's current form hadn't been built then) or when..........ah fuck it I've ran out of populist Daily Mirror type stuff to fill their pretend working class pages. Basically all I'm saying is I'm owed shit all the time and until I can pay off the last mortgage payment on this bloody Victorian house with crap wiring, I'm always going to be up against it, just like most other people in this country.
Keep buying the tickets for my Edinburgh show ( full details on my homepage). I'm away to look down the back of the setee for any stray cash, speak tomorrow fellow insolvents.
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