wake up and get on the horse! Cuba 2014

Good morning from Nixon Street.  We are in the lead up to the investigation of the current state of the revolution in Cuba. I've taken a job as a vacuum cleaner salesman, and intend to ship the plans and wiring diagrams for the latest model bagless and dog hair collecting cleaners to ASIO in Canberra, gaining their trust, and in due course getting on their payroll - as they get to realise the complexity of the unfolding apparent revolution.

Will they see the scintilla of nuclear bunkers, of wiring diagrams redolent of intercontinental ballistic missile lanchers?  Who will be deceiving  whom?

Our ally in the  field, Miss Anthrope.

Amongst our weapons will be the alluring Miss Anthrope - pictured above.  Her job will be to enveigle the Castro brothers into a false sense of security thence to enable us  to stay  at their beach house on the Isla de Pinas (just off Havana).

Meanwhile plans for departure from Tasmania, and entry 'via the backdoor' of Canada - Vancouver, and Toronto, are well advanced.

At the same time, final work at the Hobart coalface is required, to put  enough blood diamonds into the kitty to be financially self sufficient to buy licence to bring a large quantity of Havana cigars back through customs without suffering full freight on the tobacco excise.  Hidden in those cigars.....[but wait, I'm getting ahead of  myself. Quick, hide....]

Your corrospondent, Felipe de Nixon