Colin Charles LAMONT

A GREAT BLOKE!

Gail,
Please call me as I do not have your number.
Wally Zetlin 0411606066

On 18th July 2012 we farewelled an incredible man who was larger than life itself and who gave more of himself in his 70 years than anyone could imagine.
Colin's personality had many facets. Like the mirrored balls I hang on the Christmas tree, his light shone into hundreds of lives from numerous diverse walks of life.
Passionate, or to use his words, compulsive- obsessive, either way he gave his all to any endeavour. With Colin there was no half measure, once committed to a...

My thoughts with Cameron and Lachlan who I used to play with in their awesome yard at Norman Park when we were kids growing up together. Colin was a dear friend of my father and will be greatly missed.
Long life to you and the family.
Elahn Zetlin

Shocked and saddened by Colin's sudden death. He and Gail had stayed with us in the UK a couple of years ago and we had been in regular touch since then, right up to the weeks before his death. Colin was a breath of fresh air in 1960's Hong Kong where his integrity and enthusiasm for life won him many friends in the police. He stood out on the rugby field, not just because he played like a whirling dervish, but also because, ever the individual, he insisted on wearing his knee length...

Like Len Sayer, I best remember Colin from our service together in what was still the Hong Kong Police. We were fellow resident members of Eastern Officers' Mess in Wanchai in 1967 and Colin could always be relied upon to entertain us, one way or another. Fondly remembered, Guy and Annie Shirra.

Had many a laugh with Colin during his time with the Royal Hong Kong Police. We were both injured by bomb blasts during the 1967 disturbances, although Colin continued to suffer from his long after the event. We first met at the Police Training School, Hong Kong in 1966, when Colin acted the part of a Gay Vicar during the Initiation of my squad - the one after Colin's. He patted my knee, winked, smiled and told me not to worry about the local girls as there were `always other ways.'
We...

Love it or hate it, for better or worse, different people and experiences contribute to the building blocks of the final sum of who we all are - and it would be remiss of me not to visit these pages and acknowledge Colin for perhaps what is best reflected as a brief, important and forming chapter in and of my life.

Much has been taken forward and reflected upon over the years but it's funny how the mind still serves up the most amusing of slides at times.

I can recall an...