Neil Hopcroft

The downward path’s worn and weary, and it’s not going to plan…

Thats one of the great things about not having a plan, you don’t notice when things don’t fit in with it….however, the nature of this world is such that we all need a plan, of some kind, to get along with each other.

The plan didn’t include annoying people by saying the wrong things at the wrong time in front of the wrong people.

The plan didn’t include a breakdown of talks about what happens next.

The plan didn’t include underpaying tax, then leaving the country.

The plan didn’t include coming back to the UK with no plan.

Now it does. It seems.

There is no plan.

“Well I wonder sometimes if I know what I’m trying to do
What I’m trying to say
Where the black and white lines converge
And the blue skies turn to grey
And they ask do I wonder sometimes if the songs that I’m trying to sell
Should be given away
And I wonder where should I draw the thin red line today”