On the harbour.Oliver meets with GWS.
Oliver to Colonel Kingsley.
What’s for lunch?
Colonel Kingsley to Oliver - premium grade, fish n chips, orange roughie in fact.
Oliver to Colonel - you got me, 5 yrs ok?
Colonel to Oliver- we will even throw in quality grade chicken salt for the chips for you…




. He’s just lobbed a grenade in a thread starved of action