The redeeming feature in the Solomon Islands, at the lighter side, was that whenever we landed somewhere where there was a coconut plantation the fellow who was running the plantation usually – they were all Australians – was bored to tears with his job, hadn't seen a white person in... in maybe four months, five months, six months, and was just happy as could be to have us aboard. And of course the way in the Solomon Islands you celebrate anything is with lots and lots and lots of whisky. And so, sometimes however, we arrived at one of these plantations and the fellow had already emptied his last shipment of whisky, and then... I remember that we... on San Cristobal we left our liquor with the local fellow there as we went into the mountains, and because it was going to be Christmas we come back and celebrate Christmas with him, and when we came down... down to celebrate Christmas he already had finished all the bottles we had left with him. But that's an aside, but Australians all were the most helpful, most jolly people but they sure loved their whisky. And I must say I... I drank more whisky in those nine months in the Solomon Islands than I have ever since in the rest of my life.