Sh1t, Sh1te and Shag

As my grandmother used to say.

I'm fecked for time at the moment! And it's all my own fault!

I would volunteer for some work that takes me all over the midlands in the week before I'm due to leave the country. But how could I refuse when I get to meet lovely people. Sit in their kitchens, chat to them for hours and then try to help them make plans for a better future? It could be worse couldn't it? But jaysus I'm wrecked and stressed!