Saturday, 25 June 2011
One bad apple doth not a barrel make
On the standard morning walk we met 3 of my schoolfriends and Runny-nose Archie from the spy games a few days ago. He was eating some kind of white sweetie-powder so on the way back we bought some. It's called Fizz Whizz and it crackles on your tongue and is coke flavour so I called it go-faster powder because it makes me walk faster. Apparently there is another coke-flavoured one called Bolivian Marching Powder which also makes you go faster but this bag was only 15p from an old woman in the Post Office so probably not the same stuff.
SPY STORYVarious sleeper agents were reactivated this week by a series of mysterious dead letter drops organised by "J", secretive asset controller, Europe Western division. We convened outside ours at 3pm as instructed. Present were: myself (Red Leader), Erin (Pink Bleater), Pops (Honey von Trapp) and Ruby (the one that can read).