... but no money at all can't buy you anything. The combination of being paid at the end of the month, starting work at the beginning of the month, and not wanting to burn through any more Australian dollars (our pacific peso doesn't go very far with the exchange rate), meant that I was down to 1p in my bank account, and a few silver coins in my pocket. It's amazing what you'll eat when poor... Tesco's egg and cress sandwiches are a culinary delight not to be missed by any discerning pauper.
Luckily, I did get paid as promised. This was no small surprise given my past experiences with the personnel department. So once again, I'm flush with funds.
Once I deduct rent, bills, and a few entertainment costs, I'm back to living off less than £1 a day for the next month. Admittedly, the 'entertainment costs' are a week long trip to Cyprus, and tickets to Glastonbury. Getting tickets to this festival is more difficult than getting a passport - you have to pre-register online, which includes submitting a biometric valid passport photo, just for the privilege of being able to try and buy tickets this Sunday. I'm expecting the only attendees to be industry types and terrorists who thought they were applying for a UK passport.
Yours in pauperism,