Pinchpenny Adrian

One of my favourite books as a wee young lad was 'Pinchpenny Mouse'. A beautifully illustrated tale of a miserly mouse. He never spent any of his money and would while away his time counting up pennies in his ramshackle home, while all the other mice pissed their money up a wall.

Whenever I'm skint and resort to counting up the pennies – from the ubiquitous penny jar – I always imagine I'm Pinchpenny Mouse. Even at age 41. I also try and make the whole experience a pleasurable one. Candle light, joss sticks, Canadian psychedelic dance rock, tiffin and fresh ginger and lemon tea.

It's 5.44 and the result is now in:

£85.61 

You beauty! 

All I need now is to go find an attractive wall to piss it up.