Brian
We got lost looking for the track up Pidurutalagala Mountain and ended up in Brian's backyard. He was so happy to see us, promptly invited Ivar and I into his home for a delicious lunch of curry and stout. He was very afraid for us (reckoned the soldiers would shoot first, and forget to ask any questions later). A lonely guy who was very fond of arrack (local moonshine) - I felt sad to leave him.