Another day
Mood:  chatty
Got talked into this, somebody reckons I've had such an all action life I should get it all down on the internet for everyone to see. Also there are a lot of people who want to know what I'm up to since my last mission ended. I know nothing about computers, so a good mate of mine overseas has volunteered to put my thoughts down in writing. It's gonna cost me a fortune in phone calls. So let's see, where do I start. Well it was a rough day down at the hospital today, first of all the window cleaner fell off of his ladder, for some reason he had a fax machine in his bucket. Then as I was pushing him to the operating theatre to perform the necessary surgery, the wheel fell off my trolley. I laughed so much I almost smiled. Benny Slibowitz from the secret agent club down in Tooting gave me a call, apparently he wants me to go out hunting with some guy called Dick Cheney. Never heard of him, although somebody reckons he's someone important down in America, although I'm not sure what part of London that's in, and in my life I've travelled around I can tell you. Anyway enough for now, before someone works out I've dialled abroad on a hospital phone.

More ramblings
Mood:  chatty
Gotta make this quick, sneaked into an office to make a call. That bloke who fell off the ladder and had the fax machine claimed the machine was his good luck charm, just like a rabbit's foot. I thought I recognised him but I can't be sure. I cycled to work today, good training for this years tour of Cricklewood. I won King of the Mountains in it last year, and I can tell you the Wheelchair ramp at IKEA is hell to get up. I found out who Dick Cheney is. He's a keen marksman by all accounts, well he's never come up against the Israeli Army's marksman of the year in 1968. I'll show him how to shoot properly. Ok got to go, I parked my trolley on a double yellow and I don't want to get clamped. More later.