On The Buses
Mood:  lazy
Now Playing: Pet Shop Boys
You know things are grim when you can't find anything to investigate, or someone to stitch up. I know I said I'd be delving into the blend of secret Herbs and Spices that go into a KFC, but to tell the truth it's one of the highlights of my life and I'd rather not spoil it for myself.
Benny called last night, and he has worked out a convenient time and place for our first proper election campaign meeting. He wants me to meet him at a bus stop in Wimbledon. His theory being that there will be no chance of our meetings being bugged this way, plus it'll give us a chance to meet up with the window cleaner. I'm not too pleased by this as it means I'll have to fork out for a bus ticket, and the way Ken Livingstone's going it'll break the bank for me. Maybe I'll be able to bunk on by the middle door or something.
The Christmas edition of 'Secret Agent' magazine is due on the shelves any day now, and as is traditional they have a little Christmas calender thing with agents adopting certain action poses. I was asked if I'd be interested in repeating my undercover performance in that "Oh Calcutta" or whatever it was called a few years back. I did think about it but I wasn't too keen in where they wanted to place the sprig of Holly. As a nice touch I would have been on the page celebrating Hanukkah, I think they went elsewhere, we shall see.

Shalom