Monday, April 8, 2013

The Bunker, April 1991

Until the reversal of my fortunes I was hunkered down, wearing the wife's clothes, down in the basement in our townhouse and cutting coupons out of flyers to make ends meet.

To the far left the mighty Commodore Amiga A500 complete with disk drive, next the Commodore 64 and at the end, the soon to be, suitably attired, Permy Wanker.

What a plonker!



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