It's FA Cup weekend
Mood:  don't ask
Now Playing: Meatloaf
Well the communication problems still exist, and Mossad have now sent an expert over from the West Bank to try and help me cope. However he doesn't work on Saturdays, at least so he tells me, so I'm going to have to wait for a permanent solution to this problem. This means updates will continue to be a bit hit and miss.
So once again I've been hitting the streets on my carbon fibre top secret bike which I recently bought in a sale at Woolworth's. Starbucks seem to have got wise to some Jewboy perched on a bike tapping into their network and have blocked me off somehow. Luckily though, Tooting General hospital hasn't adopted the same policy as my place, so under the guise of the shrapnel in my leg is playing me up, I'm sitting in the warm confines of the A&E department tapping into their system. I figure I'll have ages to type away then I can just leave, you know what A&E is like.
Life at my hospital has become particularly boring and I'm thinking of asking for a transfer to a hospital that's more on the frontline. I'm pretty tempted by an opening at the Royal London in Whitechapel. Lots of f*cking Muslims there so I think I'll be able to get some real tasty information. It also brings me back to my East End roots. Then there is the sense of danger, you know getting infected by some strange disease or picking up TB. Would have to learn a new language though, but I'm a natural at them. Look at the way I dealt with those Africans when I worked on that Underground Network somewhere in London. My fluency shone through and I'm sure I can do the same there. I certainly wouldn't be interested in working in Tooting, this place looks pretty dead.
I did go to Synagogue this morning, but I didn't hang around after Goldberg had done his piece. I'm keeping a low profile there at the moment and taking it all in, I think something big is about to break there but I can't just put my finger on it at the moment. But you know us Mossad types, our Antenna are always on the go.
Anyway, better wrap this up, they've just called the number before mine so I'd better clear off, I think I'll get my old war wound to play up again tomorrow.

Shalom