I do apologise for mis-reading your name; I assumed that I had spelled it correctly.
Sir, you may continue to vilify me. You are not free to insult my regiment or the brave men and women with whom I serve. We are currently stationed in Iraq; because of the military situation I am not permitted to be more precise. We have seen a bit of fighting, and some of the best I have served with have been killed or wounded (as I was).
The medicos tell me that I am not yet completely healed; nevertheless, I invite you to step around to my house in Twillingsgate. I can assure you of a stunning welcome in honour of the Regiment.
To find the house, simply ask. I do not hide. I suggest that as you walk up the drive you keep both hands in sight, with your palms open.