No job to offer - just kind words.
I have been on the bones of my arse a number of times in the past (pasta and salad cream morn, noon and night - all that sort of stuff).
If the bank is biting at your heels - tell them you are in the poop. They won't be any nicer to you, but at least won't charge you for being nasty to you.
Don't sell any records - you'll regret it straight away.
Don't compromise... and don't take any advice from kindly strangers.
The main thing is... it will all be ok. Promise.
Oh, and keep away from Dire Straits - all that money for nothing palaver only works for mulleted guitar players.
If you have 2 brain cells to rub together n are not scared of a hard days work then you'll be alright- cos then you are ahead of most of the tossers around the UK- who think that they are owed something for nowt..somehow??.
So if you have more than that n have a good work ethic n manner then all you have to do is go around in tell people this- tell em 'no late starts, no bullshit from me-( none from you_either)-I've mouths to feed, I'm serious'(not desperate).
Keep to your word n all will be good cos that is what we are all lookin for but cannot find.
pity you are so far away
n never delve to the depth of Dire Straights...mulak is correct..no matter how trendy the 80's may be..
sorry to hear about the cash flow crisis. I hear ya!
my only advice would to be brutaly honest with yourself. look at your statements, write down what you earn, what you owe and how much you need to sustain yourself.
Have a look through your cupboards...try flogging a few things on ebay...you ccan sell pretty much anything on there.
buy supermarket own brands.
and, perhaps most importantly...buy you and your daughter the occasional treat...good for moral and something to make you smile!
remember...IT'S ONLY MONEY. It comes and goes and you can be happy with or without it
i had them peirced for about 4 months,but took them out 4 years ago.which was cool cos they left me with my dimples!they dont hurt when they are done,and i did;nt find they were a problem with my teeth,but..they just would;nt heal up i recon they would really look nice on you!
I have been on the bones of my arse a number of times in the past (pasta and salad cream morn, noon and night - all that sort of stuff).
If the bank is biting at your heels - tell them you are in the poop. They won't be any nicer to you, but at least won't charge you for being nasty to you.
Don't sell any records - you'll regret it straight away.
Don't compromise... and don't take any advice from kindly strangers.
The main thing is... it will all be ok. Promise.
Oh, and keep away from Dire Straits - all that money for nothing palaver only works for mulleted guitar players.