"Work is the curse of the drinking classes."
So readeth the writing on a wall near me. Or at least it was so some years ago, and for some time. I have not been back recently to check...such is the power of mural-manuscript; the message has been driven home.
This particular dilemma has borne oodles of comedic, strident and poignant outpourings over the course of British, nay global, history. From early Pharaonic plaint through the poetry of Walter Raleigh and on to the work of the scribe mentioned above.
It is hardly worth my while mentioning 'contraband' to you good folk of coastal Kent, there is this though...
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