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FRESH AIR FOR THE LIONEL WENDT
by ECB Wijeyasinghe
When Julius Caesar said: “let me have men about me that are fat,” he must have been thinking of persons like Lionel Wendt.
Wendt was half a dozen extraordinary characters rolled into one and would have delighted the heart of Caesar’s recruiting sergeant. Naturally, Wendt was a heavy man where adiposity was concerned, but he was not in the same class as, say Percy Cooke, or N.J. Martin. Percy Cooke was one of the most highly respected solicitors of his time.
He traveled in a limousine specially built for him by Colonial Motors. The front seat which he occupied had no doors for obvious reasons. N.J. Martin, Crown Proctor in distant Chilaw, had an enormous office table, carved out in the centre to fit the shape of his body. When he retired, Albert Peries, the former Speaker, took over Martin’s office, lock stock and barrel, but re-modelled the furniture to suit his slender frame.
Lionel Wendt, on the other hand, despite his heavy build was a bundle of energy and when he walked up the steps of Lake House, two at a time, he was obviously putting an undue strain on his great heart. The premature death of perhaps the greatest Dutch Burgher of this generation put an end to a brief but sparkling career.
It is difficult to believe that the one and the same man could be a photographer with an international reputation, a brilliant pianist, a conversationalist who could bandy wisecracks with Oscar Wilde, and an aesthete, if ever there was one. Wendt’s father was a staid and scholarly judge of the Supreme Court. But the secret of his versatility probably lay in the fact that his mother belonged to the old De Saram family.
BURGHERS
Whether they play cricket, tennis or golf, or perform on the ‘cello or piano, or merely manufacture castor oil for ICI, they are always at the top of the class. It is also a curious thing that some of the most enthusiastic admirers of and authorities on Sinhala Art and Culture should have been non-Sinhalese. There was Ananda Coomaraswamy, of course, but most of the others were Dutch Burghers.
Take these for examples – Andreas Nell and Cyril Nicholas were antiquarians of the highest order. There was one more thing that was common to both of them. They were bachelors. In the evening of their lives, instead of hitching their wagons to some falling star, they spent their time studying things that were old but beautiful.
L.E. Blaze, the founder of Kingswood College, Kandy, wrote one of the most readable histories of Ceylon. R.L. Brohier, now an octogenarian, is still the last word on ancient irrigation systems which provide food for thought to modem engineers. George Keyt has absorbed the beauty and grace of Oriental Art to such a degree that nobody thinks of his Dutch connections.
There are people who are convinced that Keyt is the re-incarnation of one of the painters who kept old Kasyapa happy on the Sigiriya rock, by taking his mind back to the houris who had done their bit for King and country.
There are other Dutch Burghers of this generation whose contributions to culture and art cannot be ignored. In the field of drama, the work of Professor E.F.C Ludowyk, Arthur Van Langenberg and Percy Colin-Thorne are outstanding. All of them were friends of Lionel Wendt who in some respects resembled Nataraja, the Hindu deity with two legs but four arms, especially when he played the piano.
PHOTOGRAPHER
D.R.Wijewardene, the Boss of Lake House, always on the lookout for talented young men saw the camera-artist in Lionel Wendt and made his plans accordingly. Wendt was given a free hand to design and build a modem photographic studio where excited bridal couples could keep cool while their features were being recorded for posterity.
Even fathers-in-law who had reluctantly parted with big dowries looked happy under Wendt’s barrage of witticisms. Chitrafoto ultimately became a permanent adjunct of Lake House and the model for up-to-date studios. There were other good photograpers in Colombo, but very few people could tell their children and grand-children that a man with an international reputation handled the camera when they posed for this picture.
HAROLD PEIRIS
One of Lionel Wendt’s most intimate friends and admirers was Harold Peiris. Harold who occupies a part of Alfred House built by C.H.de Soysa, is also an aesthete like Lionel and a patron of the Arts. Since his youth he has cultivated the habit of doing noble things, not dreaming them all day long. One of his dreams was to build a permanent memorial to his bosom pal and nothing more concrete could have been raised than the Lionel Wendt Theatre and Art Centre.
Harold built it on the very site where Wendt used to give impromptu recitals of Bach, Beethoven and Brahms for his high-brow cronies, but something simpler to low-brows like myself. One of the documents I prize highly is a note written by Wendt in blue pencil on copy paper, after seeing “The Cardinal” a high-powered drama staged at St. Peter’s College Hall. After a most generous reference which I scarcely deserved, he said: “But my gawd ” And added some unprintable comments on the performances of one or two others who happened to be his friends.
A couple of days later he dropped in at the “Observer” Editorial room and extended an invitation to Editor Hilaire Jansz and myself to a drink at his home. There, looking very much like Mark Hambourg, his teacher, he sat at his grand piano, wearing a scarlet dressing gown. For half an hour he entertained his two-man audience with music and words.
Probably thinking that the classics were not good for our digestion, he let himself go in a species of Boogie-woogie, with variations of his own, in order to please our simple musical souls. There was no cant in his make-up and he did not pretend to be a plaster saint. To most of his friends and pupils however, he was a demi-god. When Harold Peiris conceived the idea of a memorial, the play-song public heaved a sigh of relief that Colombo was going to have a model theatre at last. The plan was to make it sound-proof and heat-proof. In fact it was going to be air-conditioned.
THEATRE
“But how oft the schemes of mice and men gang aft agley!” The Wendt Theatre at present is merely air-tight. That is all. After the first act of a play the animal heat of the audience begins to make itself felt. However amusing the comedy the people who come to laugh either remain to gasp for breath, or quietly follow the dramatic critics to the well-stocked bar to recharge their enthusiasm for Drama.
There is a body of Christians who believe that sinners must go through Purgatory before entering Heaven. St. Peter is supposed to stand at the Golden Gate and check up on this. There is also a formidable body of opinion inclined to the theory that visitors from Sri Lanka to the celestial regions are absolved from this penal formality, on one condition. They have to prove that they spent a certain number of hours at the Lionel Wendt before the footlights. But air-conditioning will change all this. The fever and the fret will go for ever and you will not be able to sit in the dark and hear each other groan.
To cut a long story short, a big drive is now on to help Harold Peiris to achieve this meritorious goal and make the Lionel Wendt Theatre worthy of its name. Besides, every cent given towards this corporal work of mercy will receive its reward, if not at Guildford Crescent, at least in a higher region where there is no comedy or tragedy and the only man who raises a laugh is Harpo Marx looking for his brother Groucho, who had evidently given him the wrong address.
The next step after getting the air to blow in the right direction is that a section of the Lionel Wendt Complex should be named after Harold Peiris, who has almost killed himself physically and financially to keep alive the flambeau of his friend’s fame.
(From The Good at their
Best first published in 1978)
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‘Lord Edgware Dies’
It has been some time since I read an Agatha Christie, the plot of which I cannot remember. So, I was delighted to find on the shelves of a friend Lord Edgware Dies, which I had a vague memory of, but no certainty about who had done it.
When I read it, I found that my memory of who was probably the killer was correct, but I could not be certain and the red herrings Christie threw in were so diverting that until almost the very end I wondered if I had been wrong.
The plot is very simple. Jane Wilkinson, who is married to Lord Edgware, tells him that she is desperate for a divorce since she is in love with a very proper Anglo-Catholic peer, Lord Melton, but Edgware refuses to divorce her. She asks Poirot to talk to him, which he does, and is surprised to find that Edgware has told Jane he is prepared to give her a divorce. This was, after he had categorically refused, through a letter, which Jane said she had not received.
That night Edgware is murdered, after Jane had been to see him, or so the butler said, and also Edgware’s secretary. But Jane had been that evening at a grand dinner many miles away, where a dozen fellow guests could swear to her presence.
There was a solution however to the mystery of two Jane Wilkinsons, namely a skilful impersonator called Carlotta Adams who, in the opening chapter had impersonated Jane Wilkinson, who had also been at the performance. But when Poirot goes to see her, he finds that she had been found dead on the morning after Edgware had been killed, of an overdose. And in her bag was a gold case, with a strange inscription, that contained the drug, along with a pair of pince-nez.
Her maid said she had written a letter to her sister in America and posted it the previous night. Poirot asks Inspector Japp to get the letter, and a transcript is received from America, and in it the name of Edgware’s nephew Ronald Marsh is mentioned; he had taken Carlotta to dinner after her performance, with which the book opens, and had then set her a challenge. Japp arrests Marsh, but Poirot is not happy and asks for the original of the letter, which the sister sends him. That shows that a page is missing, and the tear is obvious, though that raises the question as to why it had not simply been cut.
Matters are further complicated by the fact that Marsh had gone in a taxi to the Edgware house, along with Edgware’s daughter Geraldine, in the interval of an opera which had previously seemed to provide them with cast iron alibis. Geraldine had gone in to fetch her pearls so that Marsh could raise money he needed, and thus had an opportunity to kill Edgware, as did Marsh, for the driver said he had got out of the taxi while waiting and gone into the house.
Marsh explained why he had gone to the house on the night of the murder as having followed Bryan Martin, an American actor, who had been in love with Jane, whom he saw go into the house with a key. But there was no one visible when he entered, and Geraldine almost immediately came down and they left together. And Martin too has become an object of suspicion to Poirot, for he had been to see him before the murders were discovered with a story of being followed by a man with a gold tooth – a story Poirot immediately realized was false when he was asked how old the man was, and was told he was young, for young people did not have gold teeth.
A heap of French money Edgware had got for a trip to Paris was missing, but since Marsh had no need for it after his cousin’s offer of help, Poirot deduces that it must have been taken by the butler, who has disappeared. Christie has stressed that he is astonishingly handsome, unusual in a butler, and Poirot notes a resemblance to Martin, so he thinks the mysterious man going into the house must have been him.
Incidentally, later Poirot assumes that Edgware’s change of mind was because he was involved in some scandal, and I believe Christie intends us to see the cause of this in his handsome butler, though this is not specified.
Meanwhile, Poirot has asked Japp to find out the provenance of the case found in Carlotta’s handbag, and it turns out to have been made in Paris, specially commissioned, and collected by a woman with pince-nez.
But then another murder occurs—that of another guest at the grand dinner, which provided Jane with her alibi. The victim is an actor who had been bemused when Jane, at a lunch, thought the Judgment of Paris referred to the city. He told Hastings he wanted to see Poirot, but was killed before he could get to the appointment. Poirot had rushed there when told about his request, but it was too late.
Meanwhile, Poirot has tried out the pince-nez on Edgware’s secretary, but she could not see through these. It was only a chance remark heard outside the theatre that led him to try them out on Wilkinson’s maid Ellis, a spare pair that had been appropriated for the night of the murders.
Poirot then lays things out, having summoned Martin and told him that he probably suppressed Edgware’s letter, as he had been dropped by then and he did not want Jane to marry another. But after teasing Martin, Poirot says that Jane was in fact the murderer, and she got Carlotta to impersonate her at the dinner while she went to the house and killed her husband. After meeting Carlotta later and checking with her through a call that she had
not been rumbled, Jane had gone ahead with the murder – she put veronal into her drink and the case with veronal into the handbag. She forgot to take out the pince-nez she had used earlier to imitate an American. Carlotta had registered as the American in a hotel and Jane had gone to see her, and there they exchanged identities. After seen the letter, she made use of it by tearing off the page that referred to her, and the S of She, so that the person who had challenged Carlotta to impersonate her seemed to be a man.
There is a coda in which Jane, condemned to death, writes to Hastings, still full of pride at her ingenuity hoping she will be remembered.
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Desilt reservoirs, learn from our ancient irrigation systems
by Prof. O. A. Ileperuma
Silting of reservoirs is a major problem today affecting our hydropower production and irrigation systems. The main Mahaweli reservoirs are silted to a considerable extent reducing the water holding capacity of them. Due to poor soil management practices, floodwaters deposit large amounts of silt in these reservoirs. When the Polgolla reservoir was fully drained about two years back, one could see mountains of silt in the lower reaches of the reservoir. A rough estimate is that 50% of the total capacity of these reservoirs has been lost to siltation. This is a serious issue which affects not only power and agriculture but also flood control.
Our ancient irrigation systems ensured that desilting of reservoirs took place under royal decree where all users of the reservoirs were ordered to carry out desilting of reservoirs during the dry season. The clay thus collected was used in making bricks for the construction of great stupas which dot the landscape of our ancient kingdoms. This ensured that the reservoirs had their full capacity filled with water for the next cultivating season. Our ancient kings were clever enough not to construct reservoirs by blocking main rivers such as the Mahaweli. A classic example is the Minipe left canal where they tapped only the surface water of Mahaweli. Even the bigger tanks such as Nuwara Wewa and Parakrama Samudraya were fed with minor rivulets. There were also other ingenious features in the cascade irrigation systems built by the ancient kings, such as mud sluice canals and forest reservations between the reservoirs in the cascade system. These reservations helped trap silt and remove excess nutrients, which could otherwise contribute to increasing salinity as water flowed from one reservoir to another.
- Parakrama Samudraya
- Kalawewa
- Kotmale
A classic engineering marvel is the former Yoda Ela, which carries water from Kalawewa to Nuwara Wewa and Tissa Wewa. It is 87 km long although the straight distance between these points is only about 40 km. The gradient of this canal is about 10 cm per km or 6 inches per mile. Yodha Ela functions as a moving reservoir and feeds about 4,600 hectares of paddy lands. It is a winding canal with about 120 smaller reservoirs on its way. It was constructed during the reign of King Dhatusena around 459 AD and later expanded by King Parakramabahu by connecting more reservoirs to the network. Unfortunately, during the Mahaweli project our modern-day engineers constructed a concrete canal replacing the winding path of this Yoda Ela also called Jaya Ganga. This effectively removed the ability of the old Yoda Ela to remove silt and nutrients. The bank of this Ela has wet zone trees such as jak and areca nut growing well. They take up the nutrients from the flowing stream making the water suitable for irrigation later.
Ancient Mesopotamian civilisations depended on dams constructed along the two main rivers, Euphrates and Tigris. After continuous irrigation of their fields over several thousand years, salinity of the irrigated lands increased making them unsuitable for agriculture. People died due to famine and this clearly illustrates the danger of blocking main rivers for agriculture. There is scientific evidence that the salinity of paddy soils in the Mahaweli C area is increasing.
We saw the devastation caused by Cyclone Ditwah. The sluice gates of the Kotmale Reservoir were opened, and Kandy and Peradeniya were flooded. If the reservoir had had greater storage capacity, couldn’t the opening of the gates have been delayed? This may not be an argument that modern-day engineers would readily accept, and I am not an irrigation expert. These ideas may well be naïve. But most of us tend to think of reservoirs mainly in terms of hydropower generation and irrigation, while their role in flood control receives much less attention. The question therefore deserves serious consideration. Could restoring lost reservoir capacity through desilting help improve our ability to manage extreme rainfall and reduce flood risks?
Desilting our reservoirs should be considered a national priority.
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Losing out to Ethiopia
Export diversification – Missing the wood for the trees – Part III
by Gomi Senadhira
In Sri Lanka, the word “Ethiopia” is often used as disparaging slang to describe individuals or areas experiencing extreme poverty, starvation, or severe economic hardship. This linguistic habit originated in the 1980s with the Western media coverage of the devastating Ethiopian famine of 1983-85. That media coverage shocked the world but also left an outdated and offensive global stereotype that the country is permanently starving. Much has changed since then. By now, with an annual growth rate of around 9%, it is the fastest-growing economy in sub-Saharan Africa. Ethiopia has also emerged as a highly competitive exporter and is challenging not only its competitors in the region but also countries like Sri Lanka. This article is on how Sri Lanka has lost ground to Ethiopia (and a few other countries) in the GCC markets for agricultural and floricultural products.
Sri Lanka – A Pioneer in the Agriculture and Floricultural Market in the GCC
As discussed in Part II of this article, by the mid-1980s Sri Lanka had established a strong foothold in the GCC’s fruit, vegetable, and floricultural market. Geographical proximity and well-established shipping and air links gave Sri Lanka a strong comparative advantage over Southeast Asian and African nations. Thailand, Vietnam, and Kenya were not even in the market. At that time, Ethiopia was experiencing (as BBC news reports described) “a biblical famine”.
The market was not very large, but it was lucrative and growing. Trade Minister Lalith Athulathmudali as well as the Chairman of the Export Development Board, Victor Santiapillai, who visited Kuwait (and the GCC countries), recognised the market potential for these products and encouraged us to continue with our work. The minister was particularly keen to further develop links between the market for these products, exporters, and his Export Production Villages (EPVs). So, it was becoming a successful case not only for export diversification but also for transferring gains from exports directly to rural households.
From Trailblazer to Tailender
As a result, even by the beginning of this century Sri Lanka had a larger market share than most of its competitors from Asia or Africa. But since then, our competitiveness has weakened significantly. The tables below provide a comparative snapshot of Sri Lanka’s performance vis-à-vis Thailand, Vietnam, Kenya and Ethiopia in the GCC market for vegetables, fruits and floricultural products. As illustrated therein, in 2001 Sri Lanka was ahead of Thailand, Kenya and Ethiopia in this small but rapidly growing market. Since then, we have fallen behind Thailand, Kenya and many other countries in that lucrative market. If this trend continues, Sri Lanka will fall behind Ethiopia within the next few years. (See Table 1)
In the GCC market for vegetables (covered in HS chapter 07), Sri Lanka was ahead of most other competitors in 2001. As illustrated in Table 1 , Sri Lanka had failed to develop this market, while Thailand, Kenya, and even Ethiopia had very efficiently increased their market shares. The GCC is a market to which Sri Lanka can supply some vegetables, like cabbages, by sea. It appears Sri Lanka had also failed to exploit this mode of supply.
We can see a similar trend in the market for fruits. Vietnam, Kenya, and Thailand have emerged as major players, while exports from Sri Lanka have staggered on slowly. In this segment, Vietnam has emerged as a leading player during the last twenty years and the GCC imports from Viet Nam have shot up from US$44 thousand in 2001 to US$346 million by 2024. In part one of these articles, I discussed the remarkable increase of jackfruit exports from Vietnam “…just $3 million in 2015 to an impressive $236.8 million in 2023” while most of our jackfruit production rots under the trees. This explains how countries develop their markets, geographically and product-wise. (See Table 2)
Sri Lanka’s performance has been weakest in the market for floricultural products (HS Chapter 06), which groups live trees, cut flowers, and ornamental foliage. When we first entered the market in the 1980s, the market was dominated by the Netherlands, and Kenya and Ethiopia were not even in the market. At that time, we identified the Gulf states as a market where Sri Lanka could have a dominant presence due to geographical proximity. Even in 2001, Sri Lanka was ahead of Kenya, Ethiopia, and Thailand. But by now, Kenya has emerged as the dominant supplier. Ethiopia is also expanding its market share and is the third-largest exporter. (See Table 3)
Missing the Wood for the Trees
In the mid-1980s, Sri Lanka first established its foothold in the GCC market. Since then, Thailand, Vietnam, Kenya, and even Ethiopia have moved well ahead of us and have become leading players. Why did we lag behind in our export diversification efforts in general and, more particularly, in the GCC market?
The reasons are very clear. After the initial attempts in the 1980s and early 1990s, Sri Lanka has not been proactively involved in identifying, developing, and promoting new products and markets, or protecting and further developing new markets already established. The focus has simply been on traditional exports: tea, coconut, cinnamon, and garments, while other products were almost ignored. In essence, we have been and continue to focus intensely on a narrow group of products and markets, and we have lost sight of the bigger picture.
(The writer can be reached at senadhiragomi@gmail.com)
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