I go to the Lavatreeee!
Mood:  don't ask
Now Playing: Fantasy Foot ball
Bad dream last night so I didn't sleep too well. I imagined that I'd been summoned by the man himself - The one and only Moshe Dyan - and given a special task. He handed me an iron bar and told me to get Blokhin and Preppin. I had no idea who they were, but I assumed that they were a couple of Russian players who might jeopardise Israeli hopes in the next world cup. I was though in a state of confusion, the Mossad assassination manual had never mentioned how to kill with an iron bar, so I approached the great man himself and asked him what do I do with this iron bar. He looked stunned "After all this time you do not know what to do?" , he laughed "Under a train you will soon learn" and with that it came to me. I was to travel to Moscow, wait until Blokhin and Preppin were standing on a Moscow Metro platform, then nudge them on the back with the Iron bar as a train pulled into the platform, forcing them onto the track. It was pure genius. But then the fears came, how was I going to carry the bar on as hand luggage, and wouldn't it stand out a bit on the platform? I spent the rest of the night tossing and turning with the problem of carrying out this task unseen, and it still never came to me. It's still troubling me now. This could be a long weekend coming up.
So today I'm in a bit of a daze, and walking around looking pretty clueless, took someone to the morgue instead of X-Ray, that gave them a bit of a shock I can tell you, even absent mindedly left my trolley round by the bins while I had a fag break, and it almost got taken by the dozy dustmen. I'd better be careful while skiing home today that's all I know.
Anyway at least I've got time to ponder the problem, and I may even ask Councillor Liebeman for some advice at Synagogue tomorrow.

Shalom