issack hunt fell in love on the island of ibiza.he spent a decade or so in a daze.issack lost the love of his life.so issack returned to england.where for the first time  he took up gainfull employment. behind the scenes of a department store.issack somehow managed to survive this ordeal for two whole years...here are his thoughts during the final weeks..............
 
paint me a picture of days gone by
the way you are now the reasons why
open up tell me about your past
im in no rush make it last
let me in i'll be a good mate
take your time the gossips can wait
i just want to get inside your head
is it true about your time in the med
i'll buy you a coffee lets have a chat
no big scandal pals do that
whats wrong with you i dont understand
im only trying to offer a helping hand
i can see you have problems inside
you really must have something to hide......no im just rude...............
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caught in two minds or is it four
thinking about it could be more
just inventions characters to play
an easy escape from the day to day
im sure thats strange and not of the norm
but five days a week in a uniform
the madness kicks off when the boredom kicks in
bit of fun at first no intentional sin
but then you become the characters you play
and it starts to effect your day to day
other peoples views of the person you are
i think maybe ive took it to far
or maybe i dont care what anyone says
an easy escape from the day to days.........what.............
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if this is the life and this is who you are
chasing the dream the company car
aim for promotion aim sky high
climb the ladder go on give it a try
think of the benefits the perks you'll receive
all those extra days of maternity leave
think of the respect your new position will bring
the grovelling gaggle..alright..boss...its a power thing
but honestly
how do you do this what are the rewards
show me the thrills for the conventional hordes
i do understand and i know what you'll say
its my job ive got bills to pay
so if this is the life and this is what you are
im gonna miss your company but not your car.........thats just rubbish..........
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if its true travel opens  the mind
why am i so uneasy around the mindless kind
little gaz with his rascist jokes
loon like laughter he's one of the blokes
a company child thats perfectly clear
any menial tasks he'll volunteer
stick a potty on his head pin a badge to his chest
the business comes first he's keen to impress
who ever is absent gaz will discuss
its only banter no big fuss
always sneaky slimey and horribly sly
a fantastic personality to the untrained eye
he's in with the bosses he never provokes
alright boss...ha..ha...ha..just one of the blokes......annoying little fucker.............
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he's a manager so fucking what
aint got nothing i aint got
badly tailored suit shirt and tie
use of position to make a cry baby cry
the humourless humour of the gather round jokes 
a part time passion to be one of the blokes
he's been with the company twenty years
a knowledge of facts to send you to tears
respect......respect.......the workers say 
he's got the power to effect your pay
no
respect the poet painter liver of life
tolerate the boss whilst fucking his wife.......im so juvenile.........cocks......
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this work thing aint working
it just isnt the scene
not my mindset to be part of a team
this work thing aint working
the conversations inane
same old lines again and again
this work thing aint working
whats it for
rare nights out and a key to the door
this work thing aint living
its just passing the time....shit...i...resign
so leave me alone to smoke me smokes
id rather be a weirdo than one of the blokes........honestly..........
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 issack is now happily wallowing alone in a world of his own......he reckons he'll never get over the experience..........even the purest punch morocco offers.....cant remove the memories.......oh he asked
me to pass on this message..............is it cos..i stink of ship....or is it...cos i cant spell....even if i do smell.....its unfair not to tell......well............