Mood:  lazy

Well I'm feeling f*cking lazy today, so you c*nts better be grateful that I've bothered to put my highly trained fingers to the keyboard so you have something interesting to read this weekend.

I guess the big news is that Harry Redknapp turned down the chance to become the Rabbi at the synagogue. The Press as always get it wrong by claiming he turned down Newcastle...as any secret agent worth his salt will tell you that is the universal code word for a synagogue, particularly an exclusive one such as ours. So the search continues but it looks like they're going for a big name...should be interesting.

Apart from that not much going on...I didn't gather much intelligence at the hospital this week...the wheels on my trolley still squeak, and the place is about as clean as the bog in the Wetherspoons in Tooting at closing time on a Friday night...still we're told the deep clean squad are on the way...maybe they use genuine Domestos rather than that crap our current lot use, I don't know where they get it, in fact after they've been using it the smell is familiar...I think we're back to the bogs in Wetherspoons again.

Anyway I'm going to polish my bike now, got some new chrome pedals for it at Halfords so I want it looking good before I go down the Bagel Bake tomorrow.

Shalom