Mood:  not sure

OK, sorry about missing my update yesterday. The hospital is currently getting that deep clean thing that the government is on about. The cleaning company have actually got in extra supplies for the occasion, they don't want anyone nicking the stuff though so I got a bit of overtime to guard the stuff. Never has a Sainsbury's carrier bag of Domestos been better guarded. Rumour has it they'll actually use all three bottles in the week to come...hope they don't...my bog back at the safe house could do with some, and I'm hoping to take the left overs back there with me.

Because of my money grabbing ways, I missed the synagogue yesterday, but my intelligence reports suggest they're still using that Polish bloke. He's cheap, and he's even fixing the plumbing in the mens bog, for once the guardians of the synagogue look like they've done a good deal. Not sure if he'll be the permanent guy though...we really need someone Jewish in the long run.

Some of you have been in touch referring to an article in the Evening Standard about 24 hour dining in London. You're all asking me if the Beigal Bake they referred to is the famous Bagel Bake where I used to work, or am I just an illiterate c*nt who doesn't know how to spell? Well I must confess the Evening Standard got it right, but I'm not illiterate either. I've been deliberately spelling it wrong for all this time in the hope that you f*cking retards wouldn't know what I was talking about. The last thing I want is some of you hanging around outside the doorway trying to get my autograph...f*cking Evening Standard...I don't think my Sundays will ever be the same again...c*nts!

Shalom