Oh yes, I'm also Benjamin Lo-fi, apparently, so here's a song of mine from youtube...
COUNSELLOR WARNS OF SLIPPERY SLOPE
'I just can't get settled,' says Darrell in the study-room, halfway or so through his life-history, to be read in a week before all his damaged peers.
'If you're going to kill yourself, at least do it with a degree of style,' quipped a passing keyworker on his way to the yard for a Camel.
Then Greta, Darrell's counsellor popped her head in. 'Remember what I told you, Darrell...I had a client who had a Baileys ice-cream, and that led to a whiskey, which led to heroin...'
Darrell nodded as if listening. Then, as Greta passed, he thought, 'Better not have bay-leaf in my stew...'
But that night there was a bay-leaf in dinner, served up by a recovering bailiff.
And that's it for today. Come back for more Rehab, tomorrow...oh do?