I am pleased that you remember our visit fellow blade, but I confess that I am a little disappointed in the lasting impression you have of me.
Since retiring as the most feted bank manager in the entire history of our corner of suburban Whitby , I have developed a reputation as an international traveller of some renown. Some in my circle think of me as a latter-day Alan Whicker. The natives I encountered in your simple fishing village thought of me more as Lawrence of Ceylon. Whatever , I find your suggestion that i was , or could be , “connered“ by one of your local types more than a little disrespectful if I’m honest fellow blade.
You are also wide of the mark if you think I was cowed by Indian Ocean Sharks , blade. Sharks have never worried me. I have always found that the best way to deal with sharks is simply to hold a mirror up to their worst excesses.
Admittedly this didn’t help me very much when I was banned off of S2. Nor did it do much for the member of our party who lost a leg while paddling in the shallows during our visit to your village. But such is life. As any retired bank manager worth his swimming badges will tell you , you can’t win them all fellow blade.
If you do see Kumartunga , mebbes you could also ask him to send me my mirror ? It was in the same holdall he was minding for us with the passports and The cameras , and if I’m honest I do feel a bit exposed on this forum without it.
බ්ලේඩ් ඉහළට. F රන්ට කෙලවන්න.
WAAFB!