Walnut Grove
Mood:  chatty
What a day yesterday, spent it sat back in a dark room watching the boxed DVD set I told you about yesterday. The whole thing reminded me of those early days I spent in the Israeli countryside. Life was simple then, at least until the bloody Arabs got involved. That's what part the makers of Little House On The Prairie don't show you. The suicide bombers, lots of people walking around with towels on their head. In that part Walnut Grove is not realistic at all.
Of course to watch all this I skipped going to the Synagogue and I got a nasty phone call from Rabbi Goldberg as a result. You see I'm in charge of synagogue security, and he reckons it was a shambles without me there. They almost let in some guys wearing bulky waistcoats until someone told them we weren't going to open the windows just because they were getting hot.
Today is the day for gardening, my camouflage outfit needs some fresh foliage. You never know when you're going to need it.
Benny fixed his Trabant so the France trip is on again for next week, can't wait as my fag supply is running low. We've decided I'm not going to ride the train though, I'll get there by water skiing behind a ferry. Not a method many asylum seekers are willing to try I bet.
Shalom