beermoneyjarBut the chances of realising them in the remaining 15 minutes is remote.

I must go to work.

No work, no beer money!

I am still sitting here in my shorts, the only reason I have shorts on is because I had to go next door to the botequim (they object to me wearing just my underpants in the bar) to borrow the ladder to change the light bulb or face my second night in darkness.

I really must rattle my dags.