He's in the flight bag, we're at the airport and i'm gently humming the theme to mission impossible...
General Fred's scared...
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General Fred's scared...
I'm Confused.
Is there another trip beginning that we/I don't know about
Is there another trip beginning that we/I don't know about
OP
OP
Yup, it's going to be and interesting few days (especially with the weather expected) for me, fred and 'sylvester'!
OP
OP
That should be 'Freds scared' btw
bloody predictive text...
Jim
bloody predictive text...
Jim
Lol. It's ok, my eyes scanned it as scared
Seeings as Jim has raised this issue I appolisgise in advanced. Most of my weekly posts will be via my new touchscreen phone. So if things are mispelt or look compleatly stupid I appoligise. The advantage of unlimited phone internet means I'll be here more often, but from a 3.5 inch screen things can be slow and painful at times
Seeings as Jim has raised this issue I appolisgise in advanced. Most of my weekly posts will be via my new touchscreen phone. So if things are mispelt or look compleatly stupid I appoligise. The advantage of unlimited phone internet means I'll be here more often, but from a 3.5 inch screen things can be slow and painful at times
hmmmmmmmmmmm
Two questions:
1) Who/what is Sylvester ?
2) which phone did you end up with Jon ?
Trev
Two questions:
1) Who/what is Sylvester ?
2) which phone did you end up with Jon ?
Trev
Samsung M8800 aka Pixon, in the end. Still getting used to it. Great phone, but you've got to be in the mood, and I've got fingers on my hands rather than sticks so always have to use the stylus when texting
OP
OP
Good choice on handset... It will be a lot more reliable than that last one of yours, hehe
Now....
Sylvester is my new panda
We've yet to meet, that will be later this evening but I'm sure we'll get on and he'll like the whole Fiat Forum panda thing
and...
I seem to be in the worlds most deserted airport... It's creapy, it's like where zombies would go on holiday!
Onwards on National Express to get my new baby!
Now....
Sylvester is my new panda
We've yet to meet, that will be later this evening but I'm sure we'll get on and he'll like the whole Fiat Forum panda thing
and...
I seem to be in the worlds most deserted airport... It's creapy, it's like where zombies would go on holiday!
Onwards on National Express to get my new baby!
OP
OP
Fred is now bored....
Never get a bear with a short attention span
Jim
Never get a bear with a short attention span
Jim
you always got some excuse, last week it was fat fingers, just admit it you cant spell
fixed btw
Another classic teasing/funny post by Jim!!!!!Just building the tension eh???My moneys on a lefthand drive, 2002, green 4x4 Trekking...or at least thats wot it should be!!!!:devil:
Probably just bringing home a new engine for splutter in hand luggage though.
kev
So is sylvester a classic or a new one
If he's a classic is he to be kept running or an organ donor for Sylvia & splutter?
Trev
ps you need a few more Pandas to catch Jon up
If he's a classic is he to be kept running or an organ donor for Sylvia & splutter?
Trev
ps you need a few more Pandas to catch Jon up
OP
OP
Sylvester isn't for parts... He's got a much more interesting life ahead of him.
...and i know, i'm such a tease, hehe
...and i know, i'm such a tease, hehe
The snow lay thick on the ground the night they arrived at Moscow Airport.
Fred looked more concerned than he had in the past..Perhaps he knew something was not going to be right this time.
"Looks like we are here" said Fred...Jim just nodded, not wanting to add to the fear they were both feeling.
Would this be a mission too far?, thought Jim..Little would they know that what lay in store for them would change the course of their live's forever.
Customs was despatched with the usual wave through...they knew why Jim and Fred were here and would be keeping them under surveillance anyway...or at least thats what they thought....
"Drink first or to the Hotel?" said Fred..Jim had been to Moscow more times than he cared to remember...Still he knew a bar not far from Red Square that sold the best vodka in all Moscow that was usually reserved for Polit Bureau officals and tourists. What better way of introducing himself to the man he would eventually have to kill.
"Sure a drink sounds just the thing to wash down that airline muck they jokingly call food!!!" Said Jim. He also thought Fred looked like he might need calming down.
Moscow was quiet...too quiet, it was almost like everyone was ordered to stay at home.keep the streets clear..make it easy for the black Lada that had been following them for the last 10 kilometers. Even the Taxi was in on the act, making sure that every red light they came to did not hinder the tail.
The bar was warm and inviting, unlike the Taxi driver. Jim strolled over to the barman and was greeted by a big man which appeared to have hair sprouting out of every part of his body.
"Comrade Magill..Good to see you back in Moscow!!!...I have your usual bought over to the table" Fred did not know wether to be impressed or even more scared.
To be continued...(After i have had dinner)
kev
Fred looked more concerned than he had in the past..Perhaps he knew something was not going to be right this time.
"Looks like we are here" said Fred...Jim just nodded, not wanting to add to the fear they were both feeling.
Would this be a mission too far?, thought Jim..Little would they know that what lay in store for them would change the course of their live's forever.
Customs was despatched with the usual wave through...they knew why Jim and Fred were here and would be keeping them under surveillance anyway...or at least thats what they thought....
"Drink first or to the Hotel?" said Fred..Jim had been to Moscow more times than he cared to remember...Still he knew a bar not far from Red Square that sold the best vodka in all Moscow that was usually reserved for Polit Bureau officals and tourists. What better way of introducing himself to the man he would eventually have to kill.
"Sure a drink sounds just the thing to wash down that airline muck they jokingly call food!!!" Said Jim. He also thought Fred looked like he might need calming down.
Moscow was quiet...too quiet, it was almost like everyone was ordered to stay at home.keep the streets clear..make it easy for the black Lada that had been following them for the last 10 kilometers. Even the Taxi was in on the act, making sure that every red light they came to did not hinder the tail.
The bar was warm and inviting, unlike the Taxi driver. Jim strolled over to the barman and was greeted by a big man which appeared to have hair sprouting out of every part of his body.
"Comrade Magill..Good to see you back in Moscow!!!...I have your usual bought over to the table" Fred did not know wether to be impressed or even more scared.
To be continued...(After i have had dinner)
kev
Sheffield can be a dangerous place for a little bear
Don't forget to stop off at B&Q for the red and blue paint:chin:
Don't forget to stop off at B&Q for the red and blue paint:chin:
Chapter Two.....Know your Enemy...
The waitress ushered Jim and Fred over to a dimly lit booth in the far corner of the bar. She was flirting as they followed her..Jim hated this..No amount of long legs, tarty makeup and silicone breasts would impress him!!!
"This way handsome" she said in her best eastern european tones. As they neared the booth Jim could see the shadow of a figure already seated there.
"Just put the drinks here" said Jim "No sir..Please to come with me" she said with a heavy emphasis on the word come...This made Jim even more sick to his stomach...
The whole bar was empty but for an old retired KGB agent who Jim recognised from the iron curtain days..at least you knew who the bad guys were then, he thought. Now your enemies came with a handshake and a smile.
As she placed the drinks on the table the shadowy figure lent forward..his angular features caught by the single bulb hanging low over the table.
Next appeared a hand...perfectly manicured..as was the rest of him Jim noticed as he lent further forward.
"Good evening" the man said..and there it was.... that handshake followed by a big smile....
To be continued tommorow...
kev
The waitress ushered Jim and Fred over to a dimly lit booth in the far corner of the bar. She was flirting as they followed her..Jim hated this..No amount of long legs, tarty makeup and silicone breasts would impress him!!!
"This way handsome" she said in her best eastern european tones. As they neared the booth Jim could see the shadow of a figure already seated there.
"Just put the drinks here" said Jim "No sir..Please to come with me" she said with a heavy emphasis on the word come...This made Jim even more sick to his stomach...
The whole bar was empty but for an old retired KGB agent who Jim recognised from the iron curtain days..at least you knew who the bad guys were then, he thought. Now your enemies came with a handshake and a smile.
As she placed the drinks on the table the shadowy figure lent forward..his angular features caught by the single bulb hanging low over the table.
Next appeared a hand...perfectly manicured..as was the rest of him Jim noticed as he lent further forward.
"Good evening" the man said..and there it was.... that handshake followed by a big smile....
To be continued tommorow...
kev
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OP
OP
Thats weird... Damon has worked it out and Kev, you ain't seen nothing yet
Jim
Jim
Substitute Moscow for sheffield then....
kev
kev
