Busman's Holiday
Mood:  don't ask
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So yesterday was the first day on the campaign trail. It didn't start too well either. Met Benny at the agreed bus stop, only to find they wouldn't let me take my bike on the bus when it finally turned up. F**king London Transport, I'll remember the attitude of their staff when I get into power. Anyway we finally found somewhere in Wimbledon where we could chain up the bike. It's pretty safe as I rig up something from the Mossad surplus store to secure it. Also just to put people more on edge I write something in Arabic on it too. You'd be surprised how well that works, even though it's only a little note I wrote for when I went to the KFC in Damascus asking for a bargain bucket.
So eventually we get on a bus. Benny - who seems to have become my campaign manager - suggested we just tour the area to decide which parts we'll target. Now call me dumb, but I always thought carrying out a bombing raid is not the way to win votes, although to tell the truth some areas would probably look better if we did that. He also showed me the design for our first campaign leaflet. Very distinctive, and if the lazy bastard gets his act together you'll get to see it too. He said he's currently negotiating with a couple of printers to get a good discount rate. I don't know why he's bothered, I could run a load of them off on the hospital photocopier if he lets me, or just terrorise the local Jewish printer, for some reason the word Mossad makes him sweat.
So once we got going it all went OK, never got to meet up with the window cleaner, who I think is just riding along on my tail and will no doubt claim all the glory when we win. I do understand he's busy though, I was struck by the number of places that actually have windows, window cleaning could be the industry of the future.

Shalom