Recently, at Tantogården, a big free area in Stockholm where people like to tan, play games, barbecue and drink, I lay ((Admittedly, with furry chest in the air.)) with X as two guys stepped up.

One wanted a high-five, so I obliged. Never can disallow a high-five, right?

he: Haha! You! [pointing at my uncovered upper chest] me: ...yeah. he: Hahaha! [pointing some more] me: ... he: You know, they say that us black are monkeys...but you...you're chimpanzee! Bwahahaha! [pointing some more] me: I know, I'm the king chimp! he: Hahahaha! But OK, you have a beautiful face [makes a cup-gesture around his own face] but... [points at my chest]... Ahahahaha! his friend: he's just jealous! he: right! Ahahahahaa!

And they walked away. I knew I had something in common with Ian Brown.