December started slowly on the Jamesing front. The first blow was struck
when a hotel maintenance man was persuaded (in impeccable Spanish??!) to re-solder my mini
Walkman speakers: "travelling without music is like Jagger without Richards".This
was followed up by a burst of lightning reaction to James some MOET from the Manager's
wife at Koknuts night-club. This topped off Christmas Eve and would normally merit an
accolade (we may be backpackers but: "Christmas without champagne is like Wise
without Morecambe").
But just wait...
the James of December (if not the year) was a two part masterpiece.
i) Jamesing a total stranger to bring out a jar of "Patak's
Madras Curry Paste" all the way from Blighty.
ii) Using all my powers to take over, for the day, the "El
Messie" restaurant in Isla Mujeres for the making of a life saving Boxing Day curry
for the gang from England.
Read and learn from the Master.
Dicky.
