Filthy Lucre

I couldn't feel worse.

Which is a shame, considering I've just come home from a holiday that was supposed to make me feel better.

But then I wasn't expecting to find a letter telling me I owe £6500.

At the moment I am pretty suicidal, not taking my pills, and expecting to go to prison if I don't pay it (which I can't -- I simply don't have the money).

And my brother asked if I was feeling relaxed after my break.

I soon put him straight.

Daughter number one is coming home from uni to see what she can do, but in truth I don't think there is much she can do.
She says she will find out what is going on, and why I apparently owe the money, but I don't think it will change a thing.

And I don't think I can live with a £6500 debt hanging over my head, which only leaves one option; one way out.