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Mood:  lazy
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Wow what a week that was. Didn't get a chance to look up any dodgy connections as I was sent on a residential course about violence in the NHS. Didn't know anything about it until the last minute but I always keep a spare Kevlar vest packed just in case of emergencies like this, so off I went.
It was nice to get away from the hospital for a few days, and I must admit Stratford in London is quite different in the daylight. I rarely venture this far east, last time I did I had my bike nicked, the area has really gone downhill since Ronnie and Reggie left the scene. It's almost like a different country these days, and all my injections which the Israeli military gave me certainly come in useful.
Anyway the course was complete and utter bollocks like most of these courses are. Some daft bint telling us how to avoid getting slapped. Bet the dopey cow has never seen any action unlike me...I've seen loads. Well that's beside the point, I've always believed that the main problem with violence in the NHS is that there's not enough of it for a toughened old veteran like me. I also found that if I whip out my Uzi any problems seem to disappear anyway. When I got up and made my thoughts known everyone in the room looked shocked. Dopey bastards...bunch of lily livered c*nts the lot of them.
Got back from the course last night, and synagogue this morning. I really feel like getting hold of some anthrax and passing it onto that boring bastard Goldberg sometimes, I can't wait until he goes on holiday and we get a relief rabbi in for a couple of weeks. That Bin Laden bloke last year was pretty good, hopefully Rent a Rabbi can provide someone as good this year.

Shalom