It's all Kon the Greek hippie's fault. He did give me his 'phone number....and I did say I would call him.
So I did, this morning. Introduced myself (real name) and proceeded to enquire whether he would like a hope for the future ( the usual crap - life on paradise earth, freedom from sickness and death, wonderful loving neighbours etc, etc,). I was expecting at anytime to receive a blast, but as he was at work, and I did call at a rather inconvenient time (is there really any convenient time to listen to a witness [even a make believe one at the time]?) so he handled my call very politely. I then blew my cover and confessed to being cheeses (there must be some irony in that comment) and we both had a good old laugh.
GOT HIM!
cheeses. who doesn't like to rub it in......much.