Splitting Penny: the ups, the downs and Ruby Wax.
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I've been poorly and bogged down. Staring at the walls and wondering why I painted them like I did. One is red. Looking at the news and thinking this is all so crazy. This is a big brew of hate bubbling to a head. Feral gangs? Criminal immigrants? Disabled scroungers? When will people rebel against this? I know we're battling. I showed my jittery face at an ATOS demo in London, but I could not stay long. The heat and the crowds, too much. My life is split into many...