You need friends, friends, friends,
To the end, end, end.
With your friends, friends, friends,
You make amends, to the ones that care for you…
Together by Taurus Rising
Released 1966
“Was I drinking?” Corbin asks aloud to no body in particular. It certainly feels like it, Corbins head is throbbing as he tries to make sense of what has happened to him and where he is.
He sits up in a corner of a room… he’s pretty sure it’s a room… it has concrete walls and a roof, so yes… a room at least.
His hand searched the ground, groping for a familiar looking orange blur placed beside him. It’s his courier bag, still full with invoices, undelivered parcels, a bag of Fiesta Chips, a chocolate Broker Bar and a small carton of Go-Juice. Corbin wonders if he was in an accident, which would certain
