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Comrade Olga,
Svet speaking. On this St Basildon's Eve, I address you. I am in position and awaiting your instructions to proceed. I have issued Mark with his Jif and J Cloth and his Harry Potter specs. He now looks every inch the DTI delegate and has successfully mastered the art of speaking incessantly while saying absolutely nothing. As we all know this is an essential requirement for any British civil servant. He will keep the managing director bamboozled while you and I make our way to the stationery cupboard with P. C. in tow. Mr Clarke, sleep soundly tonight, you have no idea of the delights which await you in the soundproofed stationery cupboard of love. I have also issued Mark with a paint touch up kit just in case PC makes a final desperate attempt to grip on to the door frame to avoid being frogmarched from the building by Olga and Svet. He may not realise that resistance is useless when faced with our solid strength and determination. We have spent many months in training to build up our strength for this day. We have developed biceps like footballs and thighs like tree trunks especially for this mission. I have girded up my loins as per instructions until I resemble Simon Cowell. Nothing can stop us now.

PS Annastasia has been safely despatched to Minsk aboard a cabin cruiser moored off Inverness.
PPS I fear that we must beware of agent Sticks, I think having a forum of his own elsewhere has made him power crazed. He seems to feel that he now has the power of life or death. This is a worrying development. However, I think we have managed to confuse him sufficiently for now. He must not be allowed to sabotage our troops morale with talk of death and failure.
Farewell for now comrades, tomorrow will be a glorious victory which will undoubtedly be written of whenever the history of women is chronicled! Onward and upward, everyone!