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Top Secret

Walking along the beach on our way to dinner at Top Secret it was just like any other evening - apart from the fact that Faye had unusually insisted on me smartening myself up. As we wandered up to the bar I spotted someone with an uncanny resemblance to Simon sitting in a deck chair with a beer. I pointed this out to Faye but she didn't answer - probably not even listening to me - and quite rightly so since Simon would be one of the least likely people to randomly find sitting on a beach in Asia. Never mind, I thought, maybe I'll tell that guy just how similar he looks to someone I know...

It was only when he looked up and said hello to me I realised that it was, in fact, Simon. Sitting in my local bar. In Sri Lanka.

Several beers later I still couldn't quite grasp it. It was just far too much of a culture shock. He'd spent weeks organising flights and secretly planning the trip with Faye so he could turn up in a bar on the other side of the world to surprise me in a Bogart sort of way.

We all had dinner together as I sat there shocked, then some more drinks, then we walked Simon along the beach to the guesthouse where he was staying that night. Not having been part of the planning process myself it all felt very surreal like none of it could really be happening.

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