Shucks , I thought a Lt-Major with such a tidy desk was a retired officer with whom I could exchange souvenirs about Benghazi and Kuala-Lumpur , but I discover you are 22 years old ... I am 62 , sir , and travelled a lot in times when the word "hostage" was not even in use . I even was in Devon ( Torquay , Poole and Bournemouth ) in the 60' , yes sir , when at the dance-halls entries a post read "Forbidden to dogs and young french men" , and the local blockheads came in gangs wearing awfully tight jeans and bright knee-reaching frockcoats , which luckily hampered them a lot when running after us . But old ladies were so decent and so fresh in their mauve gowns , under their sunshades , along the Strand . And young ladies were so kind to us... Hell , the souvenirs did come up anyway , hey ? Bye-bye , & best regards to all brittons , Lt-Major !
PS : What do you need two screens in front of you for ?