Galle Face Green, one of the main attractions of Colombo apparently. It has roving murders of bastard cannibal crows which can apparently remember your name and where you live. I will never make a David Attenborough apparently when one of the murder started attacking one of its number and all his mates joined in against the one defenceless one while people stood around saying 'aww, poor thing'. I was unable to stand watching this level of bullying so waded in to the rescue. They probably know my name now and are biding their time, but fuck em I say, bring it on you horrible twats.
