Mood:  loud

Well I must say that the cleaners did an impressive job with my Skull cap. It's spotless, no that it did me any good with that job in Tottenham though, they gave it to some Dago c*nt. I'm considering consulting my legal advisor, might be a touch of the old anti-semitism here, although they didn't seem too impressed by my idea of changing their kit into a stripey outfit.

The Goldberg code builds up week by week, although at this pace it'll be the next Jewish New Year before I've got it all. "The Elephant has big ears" was this weeks contribution. Quite easy to work out this one. It's a clear reference to a seaside town on the Kent coast, and as I piece it together I'm getting the impression that super terrorist "The Cat" is lying on a mat, waiting on the beach for a boat called "The Dog" which has got lost in the fog. The big ears thing just tells me exactly where, although for security reasons I ain't telling you that.

I'll be out and about on the bike today, looking to spend that B&Q discount coupon I got in the post the other week. I think I'll try and use a different branch though, as my local one seems to be staffed by a bunch of retards who have no idea where the secret agent equipment aisle is, and they always look at me if I'm a f*cking moron for asking. I don't really know what I'm after to be honest although I'm sure it'll hit me when I see it. If I can't find anything for my undercover job, maybe I'll just buy some polish for my trolley at work, it could do with a spruce up.

Did you remember to put your clocks back? F*cking stupid idea if you ask me, I'm keeping everything set to Tel Aviv time so I know when the bigwigs are on duty there. I've found that it's the best thing for me, you never know when Mossad might need their ultimate killing machine to leap into action.

Shalom