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don't askNow Playing: Marcus Welby MD
What a f*cking miserable New Year's eve that turned out to be. I didn't bother going to work, I push enough trolleys around a year, why bother looking for extra. I declined Benny's invitation to what the invite said was 'A Celebration of Leather' I don't know about you, but that sort of thing always concerns me. In the end I thought I'd spend the evening with the Window Cleaner on the 93, only to find my Travelcard had expired and they wouldn't let me on the bus. Why didn't I cycle I hear you ask...well even though I have the mysterious ID card with the Star of David on it, I think the Police have enough to do on New Year's Eve without being humiliated by me.
So I spent the night nursing a can of Tennant's Super I'd been saving for a special occasion listening to my radio as the New Year was cheered in over the world. I also learned that Bulgaria and Romania are now members of the EU. They sort of sneaked that one in didn't they, more f*cking scroungers are no doubt on their way here, I bet that Ryanair lot can't wait to set up a few new routes there, lots of one way tickets will be sold.
I did go to those countries once, I was part of a special Mossad squad who had the task of carrying out a sensitive operation. Apparently the Bulgarians had made a bit of a leap in washing machine technology and we had the task of getting the secret. It all went well until we got back to the Airport, the bastards wouldn't let us take the machine on board as hand luggage, and we weren't going to pay the excess baggage charge to put it in the hold. We did think about dismantling the thing and bringing it back piece by piece, someone even suggested that the drum would fit in my mouth, but we hadn't packed our Israeli Army screwdrivers so we left it behind. The big secret by the way was that they'd fitted a window in the door so you could watch your washing go round and round.
Over the next few days, I'll start raking over 2006 to see if anything noteworthy actually happened.
Shalom
