reading a steve mcqueen biography.

what a life.

no,
money doesn't make everything right.
but it does afford a person choices.

just to have nobody on your back,
and no "what-ifs?",
must be a fantastic feeling.

He died young.

yep.
some life though.

from shit beginnings apparently.

Doesn't really matter what life you have.
Once you're dead you don't remember it.

death is the best bit.

it's the living hell that we have to endure that hurts.

would you want to do your's again?

no way i would.
and no way am i coming back.

i'm done.
that's it.
finished.

He's never pulled it round after Alan Partridge, IMO