Hello chaps, squidger here.
Me and the bally lads from work are orf to Germany next week for some training.
So far we've packed some silk maps sewn into the lining of our clothes, spoons that fit into our shoes and radios made from lumps of coal.
Our plan is to dig via the 4th floor of the hotel, carefully between the lift shaft and the servants staircase, disposing of the soil via carefully modified trousers - these will allow us to scatter the soil as we wander through the local Aldi store.
Once we break through to the Toom supermarket we will continue past the fresh fish, pre-packed meals and hope to exit near the salad and vegetables section.
Taking a tip from the great escape I must remember not to say "thanks" if someone says "have a good trip" - That caught them out a treat.
Biffer and Monty intend to disguise themselves as itinerant workmen and casually sweep their way to Frankfurt were we can sneak aboard Ryan air disguised as baggage.
Orf we go chaps, bally ho and all that.
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