No matter how bad things may appear, there is always somebody in a considerably worse position. Unfortunately, that person is me. The old man’ s Alzheimer ’s has deteriorated; I just wish I had the inclination to help out. To add to my woes, i’m almost certain that the wife is cheating on me with ‘Mad Mark’, the huge doorman from our local boozer. It’s not her infidelity that grates me; it’s the fact that I have to make his breakfast every morning. The kids do offer the occasional moment of light relief in an otherwise miserable existence, but when you break down the costs involved in bringing them up, you can only class them as poor value for money. Yet throughout all these tribulations, I remain a happy man. All I need to raise a smile is to see a small group of slot gacor people kicking an inflated piece of pigskin around. I’d be just as happy to see an actual pig being knocked about, but the judge has ordered me to cut that out. ...