How Can I Be Sure?
Mood:  chatty
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Well it's off to the good old Synagogue this morning, no doubt the main topic of conversation will still be ex councillor Liebeman's antics with unleavened bread. I know that Rabbi Goldberg is particularly upset about the whole thing, so maybe his sermon will actually be interesting for a change instead of the religious bullshit he normally spouts on about. As it's the anniversary of day 2 of the six day war, I'm hoping he brings that up, I've got my medals on me just in case.
Went out drinking last night but I made sure I steered clear of the heavy stuff like Carlsberg. I met up with a couple of former MI5 blokes who also push trolleys around but at different hospitals. It seems it's finally dawned on the intelligence services that people are vunerable when they're under the influence of drugs and scared shitless. You'd be amazed how many of them think they are about to die, normally happens just as I'm about to start describing the little incident with Yitzhak Rabin. I think some of the bastards are pretty ungrateful to tell the truth, I'm only trying to take their minds of their situation with some gentle small talk, which I am the undisputed master of.
One thing of note to mention today, I'm not cycling to the Synagogue, Benny left a message saying he wants to talk so he's giving me a lift. Tells me he has yet another new car. Benny has weird tastes when it comes to his transport so it'll be interesting to see what he's driving now.
OK, more tomorrow.

Shalom