Hello Comrade! Olga Volga here!
You must excuse the delay, but I am only recently returned from an exacting weekend surveillance mission in that most decadent of cities, Paris.
It was necessary for me to remain incognito at all times, and I had to adopt a great many disguises, but I never let our quarry out of my sight. I commando crawled through the daffodils, I sat stone-like as a fountain nymph, whilst Mr Clarke actually sat on my lap. And yes, I WAS that croissant!
I may never fully recover from the sights I have seen!
A full report has been submitted should you wish to update yourself.
Now, to your role and identity. We have decided that your name is Nadia. Your role is too secret to reveal here. Please engage your decoder and read the personal column of the Cwmbran Times. You will find details of your mission encrypted between the 'meet a mate' and 'pet corner' sections.
Do not fear Nadia. Our mission would not be the same without you. We feared you had been lost when you failed to answer our messages.
Await further instructions!
Mr Clarke, we will meet again soon
