When Hope was in Colombo, his hours at the Tourist Board were fairly regular. This was in the mid-sixties, after my father had moved to Parliament and become Clerk to the House, the post later designated as Secretary General of Parliament. It was the period when Parliament was at its best, for you had evenly balanced teams with brilliant debaters on either side.
My father had moved there in 1963, as assistant to Ralph Deraniyagala, who had been Clerk practically since independence. Many of his friends wondered why my father took up the job, and though he took over as Clerk in 1964 even he sometimes wistfully regretted the fact that he had given up a chance to get on the bench, as a Supreme Court judge (though such regrets ceased in the eighties when it became clear that the bench was no longer what it had been, as JR tried to remould the Supreme Court in his own image).