Now a new phone might not seem like such a big deal – but it is. If you’re a regular bohemian, you’ll know that one of the first things to suffer for our art tends to be our credit rating. And the last theee times over the years I tried to get a phone contract I was turned down! I had to rely on gifts and hand-me-downs!
Until now! I must be doing something right, because I’ve been given a three year contract!
Now being broke financially (but rich in other areas – such as love, art and life) can be VERY bad for morale and I’m going to write soon about dealing with the creative scourge of poverty. My saving grace is that I did quite well financially in the ‘80’s – although as a working class lad I had NO idea what to do with the dosh and it all finally went when I developed a passion for trying to ensure that other working-class people like myself could attend and appreciate Theatre.
But I hang on to that memory and now I’ve got a phone contract again I might be becoming ‘proper’ again. Text me and let me know what you think. I’ll write the reply on this new phone.
Nick Hennegan's Bohemian Britain 