THE WEEKEND

The weekend starts at the end of Friday work. A week of grinding and

pushing and time limit's a week of doing what you are asked to do, the

company comes first come on think of the profit, think what your doing

boys. Monday to Friday we get out of bed we go to work the same old

thing, it will soon be Friday and hay boys a 48 hour pass yippy.

O good its Saturday morning no work to day, no company to push and

toil, can I relax can I please, can I do what I like to day. But we need shopping

you no things to eat things to wear and presents to buy, my hard earned

money so going all but gone.

Is it really Sunday to day as I lye in my bed, can I please relax today, maybe

watch some football or rugby. The dog needs walking the house needs

repairing can I relax to day. The weekend all but gone and we can look

foreword to five days were we are owned by the company but ha boys Friday

will soon be here and maybe we can relax.