I thought my photograph was extremely useful in that it shows the vast socio-economic divisions between the poor, their despair, their aspirations, and abley contrasted by those who can buy top shelf . Another lie.
It was an attempt at a socioeconomic approach to alcohol and the lies it perpetrates, even for the svelt *chick* clutching the bottle to her chest. Turns out it didn't deliver in either case.
Nightmare day with my brother aka David Bowie, who refused to go back to the nursing home, locked me out of the house in the cold for about 4 hours and reckons I'm trying to steal his house. He was agro.
So deluded, as the property belongs to the Department of Housing and THEY want to sell it as it is now under occupied. Got a bit frightened by him because he stood over me, but I held my ground.
He set me up, as when picking him up from the nursing home in a taxi he asked if I wanted to stop at the bottle shop. HE DOESNT DRINK!
I declined, but he oulled up irrespective and bought two bottles of cheap white wine. I did not partake and he only drank about a third of one bottle so I know he was trying to set me up, get me drunk then be able to remain in the house ''cause I would be goner unable to take him back.
He has been to AA in the past so knows the drum and can't help but see it as malicious. Had to call the cops. It was horrible.
I left the two bottles of cheap white wine on the lounge room floor.
The tape nearly spun off the spool.
Hey Blacky to listen to your video I have to sign up? Your post sounded positive. Best wishes to all.