When I'm cleaning windows
Mood:  chatty
Got home late last night so couldn't tell how clean my windows were. Got up this morning and I can still see through them so he must have done something. My fancy speakerphone with the hotline to Mossad is missing though, I must have moved it without thinking.
Somebody told me that they'd made a movie about Mossad and they'd seen it for sale on ebay. While I am disappointed that I wasn't consulted, I'll check it out anyway, there is bound to be something which I was involved in during the course of the movie. I really should get some legal advice, I could be missing out on a lot of shekels.
So the weekend is nearly upon us, and Benny wants to take the Trabant to France for a booze and fags cruise. I'm game although I've told him not to worry about booking me a spot on the train. I'll ride underneath the carriages clinging onto the axles in good secret agent fashion. Well you have to keep in training.
Bad news about the Tour of Cricklewood. It has been postponed as the owners of the IKEA car park are not too pleased with the publicity they got in the local papers this week. For some reason they find it quite disturbing to have someone carrying a gun around the car park taking aim at customers. As a result we can't use their wheelchair ramp for the King Of The Mountains stage. The new Wembley Stadium was considered as an alternative, but we all know what a cock up that's become.
Israeli election results are in, the whole thing has made me consider a career in politics, but I'll have to set up my own party as I don't like any of the others. Just got to think of a name for it. If anyone has any ideas I'd like to hear them.
Anyway, doing the midnight shift at work tonight so I've got to go and shine up my hi-visibility gear, until tomorrow

Shalom