Well, Raj has decided to back out of driving us up to Edinburgh, so we now have to find a way of getting to the festival in time. Trains are looking likely at the moment, although they will only drive up the ever increasing cost.
I have been looking in to joining a workhouse on my return. Oh sure, the hours, conditions, pay and job are poor, and I may very well die as a result of one of the many illnesses that are rampant amongst the penniless population, but I won't be homeless damnit!
It's either that or join a pickpocketing gang. As I see it these are literally my only options.
Owen.
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