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I drove after him, furious, and hit him a couple of times, swore as fast as I could in Malay
and broke his crook. He didn't seem to be very happy about that.
Then Din called up and came along a bit later in
his MGB and drove me to the Lake Gardens,
where I had planned to meet Gerd and Ernst, but they weren't there. He let me drive the
car, but I didn't find it very interesting. Then home and tried to vulcanize an inner tube,
which wasn't easy - the things just didn't want to stick. Finally I was successful, and
shortly later Dudley Pritchard and Laurel came to dinner - then we had to drive Mr Pritchard
back to his hotel, and thus late to bed.
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