Money Washing

Well I borrowed Blossom's kitbag and managed to cram in about £30K in Purplecoombe £12 pound notes. There's a bit of a funny smell about and it's not printing fluid. Charley Farley the Purplecoombe Bobby gave me a few old fashioned looks at the Purplecoombe Junction as I waited for the Lunnon Express, which only stops at 28 stations before it arrives at Pooh station. What's that dear? Oh Paddington station, well I knew it was some kind of bear. I've got to meet my fence Dirty Gerty at the Green Duck pub at the Elephant and Castle, she's promised me a good deal. If any of you want anything brought back make a list and I'll ring in the morning before I return. What's that dear? Oh it's money laundering. Such a quaint expression.