We’ve discovered some photos of my step-father-law, Gerrit, who recently died, climbing Lion Mountain - Singha-gi-ri - in Sri Lanka. He did this a few years ago on a travelling adventure with my wife’s mum, Gerrie, while they were in their early seventies.

The reason those pictures of Gerrit are of particular interest, is that I turned down the opportunity to climb that same mountain when we were visiting Sri Lanka last year, to celebrate my son Joel’s marriage to Tharushi.

I’ve not got a great head for heights, and even though I do try to face challenges that scare me, at the time I didn’t feel the inclination. More specifically, I Didn’t Want To feel the inclination.

But seeing Gerrit, who I’ve written a yet unrecorded song about, being completely the incredible guy he was (and effortlessly making local people laugh in the process, despite the language divides) has encouraged me to give it a go, should I get the chance again.

Which is quite likely at some point, as we’ve got an ongoing invitation to visit.

That is all.