Monday
Dear Diary
Uncle Max came round today to tell me how well things were going. He thinks that I will be the nation's number 1 celebrity. He then bagged up a load of cash and then left.
Tuesday
Dear Diary
Had a terrible dream. I dreamt that I was surrounded by lots of vultures who were all feeding off me.
When I woke up a journalist from the Sun was just leaving after giving Uncle Max a large envelope full of cash.
Wednesday
Dear Diary
Uncle Max came to visit me. He told me that everything was going according to plan and that his villa in Spain was nearly finished. He left with a big sack of cash.
Thursday
Dear Diary
My dreams are getting worse. I dreamt I met a man in a long black cloak, with a hood. He said that I would have to pay for all my sins. I pulled his hood back and it was Uncle Max. Whatever can this mean?
