In the right moment, I will publish his "perverse" mails sent to me to show what he really is (I never do that in any other situation).
Ken,
Please don't. We're mature enough as to already have an educated opinion on the little grumpy old man that lurks in the pub's corner. The pub has some good air conditioning, so we'll pretty much ignore his satisfied smile after he farts from time to time.
cheers, caveman
