The newest trophy intellect I collided with in that dead reliable supplier of them, The Exeter, lives in Hong Kong. He pioneered modern steel production in China, but we didn't talk much of mining or engineering. Which is probly unusual for blokes like us.
Dave Garcia is the only
bloke I've met to admit to playing elephant polo in Nepal. Through my glass
darkly I recall him recalling the players being kept awake
all night by the hollerin and trumpeting of the teams of female elephants tethered
in a long row outside. Like thirty of them ... in the morning, leaning
exhausted against the wall, was a big male who'd followed the pheremones in
from the wild. Humans naturally interfering in nature, see?
We eventually tracked our clever female companions to the cool of Mother Vine, where Fergus McLaughlin had taken them for protection and cold Riesling. Photos by Biggles ... we weren't laughing about the elephants here, but I gotta say Dave made me laugh a lot
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