The television and papers were full

The television and papers were full of rubbish. The kids of today were mindless psychopaths, and no-one trusted anyone any more. Perhaps that was one thing he had got right, but his bitterness had led him to let his appearance slip. He had worn the same clothes for five months, and for thre e month s had not washed at all in any way. His hair was long, matted and wiry. He had a straggly beard where once a fly had laid eggs. He had been in bed, felt movement, and soon discovered that maggots had emerge onto the pillow. That was one of the times he had actually bothered to do something about it. In fact, that was the last time he had washed, but as yet, it was only a matter of time before another fly laid more eggs in such a comfortable nest.