Mood: crushed out
Now Playing: The Clarinet
Well seems they've found a couple of the stolen soldiers, although they've turned up in the not very desirable position of being dead! Anyway the Israeli High Command is still looking for the other two, so as Shaw Taylor or whatever his name on that programme you could grass criminals up on used to say...Keep'em peeled...hold it...that was another Taylor referring to the Lemons in his drinks.
Not really sure what my plans are today, I can either go to Benny's little event in Greenwich, or head off like a good Jew to the Synagogue. I'll be tossing a dinari to make my decision shortly. Benny's event does have the added attraction of possibly bumping into a couple of supermodels, apparently they have asked for the skinniest models the agency could find, sadly my recommendations - Karen Carpenter and Bobby Sands - can't make it on the grounds that they starved themselves to death years ago. I really should make more of an effort to keep my little black book up to date.
Rumours abound that the Football season starts again soon and I can't wait to get back to cheering on Fulham/Chelsea once again. I wonder if Bobby Moore is still their Captain and George Best is still playing the lone striker role up front. I'll have to ring Kirk (Douglas) and find out, he's much more up to speed on this sort of thing than me, but of course with all the little wars and political scandals going on in the world, I have other things to occupy my mighty mind. As they said when I entered the Mossad academy, once a secret agent always a secret agent, and you are never allowed to take your finger off of the world's pulse for a second.
OK, time to dig around under the couch and see if I can find any coins, I know I have some in my Piggy Bank, but I'd hate to break it open just for this, the thing cost me a fiver in Woolworth's and I'll be buggered if I'm going to fork out for another one.
Shalom