Though I had not intended to continue with this blog after leaving Java I find it has been hijacked by Kit so feel obliged to return.
The attempted murder by faking an accidental fall into the crater of Mount Bromo obviously failed. I suspected Kit would not waste such an opportunity so chose the place where I leaned over to view the crater very carefully. There was a large flat ledge some six feet below and I arranged for a soft mattress to be placed upon it. I knew once I had been pushed Kit would flee the scene as quickly as possible and is far to slapdash and lazy to think about making sure his scheme had achieved its dastardly aim. A convincing scream was enough.
Since Bromo I have revisited Sabah and toured the ancient city of Angkor with Viv. No I am back in England where I write this in between drinking tea and eating toast for the first time in over a year.
*King Lear Act 1, scene 4