Hello Mate.                 7/11

Anne has given me this diary to finish. Said it's for adventures and she no longer needs to write about them, she is going to live them. She did make me promise not to read any of her entries though.

I stayed in the Lany home for the weekend as Anne insisted I recuperateed. I'll admit I was zonked.

We celebrated with a cookout, American style, and had a jolly good time. But it's time I be getting home, old Willy will be miffed but chuffed at the same time.

Speaking o'Willy he will get a blinding laugh when I tell em that he had a hand in saving the day. Those Scottish sayn's and all.

One last thing I'll say is that I learned one thing from Frank/Rick. If I ever do have a family, I'm going to quit L.O.M.P.

I'd fancy the best adventures I can get, and that'd be just what the Lany's got now.

Farewell old Treasured Friend.

BLAKE

P.s- I wouldn't want to tell her, but Anne would make a jolly good smashing L.O.M.P agent!