Myth?: Diary Tuesday 5th October 1999: Yesterday I went to have my car tested by the authorities for it to be imported into Holland and receive Dutch number plates. The man testing my car was interested in Jamaica. He told me a story of a friend of his who worked as a painter for a decorating company. The company takes its employees on a holiday every once in a while. Once every two years I believe. Last year they went to Jamaica, Ocho Rios. The man liked to jog and went jogging one morning. He was held up by a man with a gun. He had nothing to give of course. At that moment a policeman came up and shot the robber right there and then.