Hungary: all communications except land lines blocked.

Been trying to email, text and mobile call my agent in Budapest but nothing goes through except old-fashioned land line calls. I wonder if it’s got anything to do with Hungary closing the southern border with Serbia?

What you doing? panto?

What you doing? panto?

🙂

Or Boss of MI6

When I need to speak to my agent in Budapest, I leave a day old copy of The Times in the dead drop outside that little café outside the train station.

I work for the government. That’s all you need to know.

globalti – Member

I work for the government. That’s all you need to know.

Whose?

The blue pigeons are singing early this year.

wombat – Member
globalti – Member
I work for the government. That’s all you need to know.
Whose?

Makes you think……..

have you ever met Jimmy Savile?

Seriously though I’m wondering if the Hungarians have turned everything off to prevent those pesky Syrian refugees from communicating with their pals who have already made it across the border. Hungary hasn’t behaved very well so far in the refugee crisis.

*Tips fedora at Martin *

Where’s jhj when there’s a real conspiracy going on?

Second nazi gild train?

#godwinslaw

Who’s Godwin Slaw?

A train full of Nazi coleslaw? going to be a bit past it’s best by now…

You are Red Squirrel?

wears jhj…

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It’s like Cole Slaw surely?

Coleslaw, delivered by Godwin, in Hungary. How do you know? I heard the phones are down…

The spy who came in from the coleslaw?

I work for the government.

Traffic Warden?

if the Hungarians have turned everything off to prevent those pesky Syrian refugees from communicating

Good job these desperate people fleeing persecution all have mobile phones with roaming on.

Or are they just looking at the Living Wage and thinking “I’ll have a slice of that”

The information was smuggled out in a knockwurst, down the trousers of a cafe owner disguised as a french peasant woman.

The information was smuggled out in a knockwurst, down the trousers of a cafe owner disguised as a french peasant woman.

Quicker than plusnet, then.

Surely it’s delivered by a Coleslaw porter?

The information was smuggled out in a knockwurst, down the trousers of a cafe owner disguised as a french peasant woman.

Good moaning!

Anyway I believe it’s Fernandez-Versini now..

Sounds like your agent is fed up with hearing from you, I think he needs called-ID so he can ignore your landline calls too 🙂

I’ve had emails from a asset colleague in Budapest today

I prefer the song of the red finches

The Red Herring flies tonight!

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I prefer the song of the red finches

*Lines up the crosshairs*

I was pissing past this throd again, and yower cummints made me loff out lewd

I was in Budapest today. Both my phone (3) and iPad (O2) roamed onto the local networks without any difficulty.

Threads like this are why I love this place, have had a couple of earl grey keyboard interfaces 😀

When I need to speak to my agent in Budapest, I leave a day old copy of The Times in the dead drop outside that little café outside the train station.

Which one ?

I do love the morons who think only people without phones would run away from bombs . I saw a bloke having a heart attack yesterday I was about to save him when I noticed he had an I phone so realised he would be OK.

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Which one ?

Today, Monday’s edition. Tomorrow, today’s.

But by tomorrow, it is yesterday’s.