Wednesday January 23 ^rd 2008
Dud number two. Much easier than Castlemilk though. I knew the boxes were in the room I was breaking into and the wire mesh on the window was a breeze to cut through. I was in and out in two minutes and back in the hostel by one o’clock.
Now things get tricky. Drumchapel is a bastard. I’ve been over there four times and I’m still clueless. In the old days I would just have walked in with a couple of gorillas and concluded my business. With no back up and no weapon it’s a non-starter. They will also be on high alert. Word will have spread that someone is doing Credit Unions. That will make them twitchy. I need some help on this one and sadly I can only think of one person that might be up for it.
I’m off to see Martin tomorrow.
God help me.