Larry’s Diary Week Fourteen
Monday As usual it’s been a fairly uneventful weekend here on the Downing Street estate. I caught sight of a mouse in the garden yesterday, but it shot into the Foreign Office so I left [more…]
Monday As usual it’s been a fairly uneventful weekend here on the Downing Street estate. I caught sight of a mouse in the garden yesterday, but it shot into the Foreign Office so I left [more…]
I heard the metal rasp of bolts being drawn back. The trailer’s large cargo door being opened and banging flat against the side of the container. Footsteps. Then the double rap of knuckles again. Gill’s [more…]
Monday It was a pretty quiet day yesterday so I was able to laze around a bit. I undertook a few patrols of the estate just to make sure that Mickey and his mates weren’t [more…]
Ch 39 – The Truck. It was dark, here in the back. Inside the secret compartment of Gill’s 7.5 tonne Mercedes truck. The space was only the depth of an average sized individual. The width [more…]
Monday It’s a big day today, it’s the State Opening of Parliament, including a Queens Speech and Bozzie has got to look his best. I wonder if he’ll comb his hair? Will the Stinkies try to [more…]
Joe Malone was arranging his exit from the UK via a People Smuggler he’d met in the cafe. I was just about to seal the deal, when a deep voice from just behind me exclaimed [more…]
Monday Up early to go on vermin patrol before Breakfast. I understand Bozzie’s off to visit yet another hospital, this time in a place called Watford. I really don’t know how many hospitals he’s visited [more…]
The door opened and the Scottish singer emerged. I stared at him in some surprise. He was shorter than my imagination had prepared me for. Also, I hadn’t expected the turban. As he stepped out, [more…]
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