Earlier in the week I linked via Twitter to The Economist article that mentions me but I decided I’d pull out the exact part and post it here for posterity:
I’m due to meet Neasan in the lobby of my hotel. When I arrive I spot a local couple chatting in a corner and a young man with a lip-piercing and an Iron Maiden wrist band. I assume Neasan is late until I catch the eye of the chap with the lip-piercing–the man himself. He is polite and charming, despite the red herring of his multiple piercings (several in the ear, one in his tongue), his green combat shirt, massively flared trousers (which I manage to tread on, accidentally) and the long chunky gold chain looping from his belt. Never judge a man by his heavy-metal heritage, it seems.
I’d just like to say that my chain wasn’t gold, it’s plating has just rubbed off in places also I was wearing one of my ridiculously baggy trousers at this particular conference due to random events conspiring against me.
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Later days,
Halo.