It was that time of year, once again, when the scribes left their pens, computers and deadlines behind and gathered at the Mount Lavinia Hotel on Tuesday night to felicitate their peers at the Journalism Awards for Excellence 2008.
“What’s behind the green door?” Only readers of a certain age would remember the Frankie Vaughan song of the 1ate 1950s (or the 1980s Shakin’ Stevens version) that contained that intriguing lyric. For years, curious people passing the bold brass numbers “87” on the wall of a property on the landside of the Galle Road in Bentota, have asked a similar question. “What’s behind the door?”