Saturday, April 25, 2009

Ransom

On the spur of the moment we drive with Jim and Sandy out to their place near Fort Ransom. It has been tricky for Richard to get time alone with his brother Jim and say his piece - he has to apologise for almost allowing his brother to drown when a boat they were in together sank. He’s tried a couple of times already on the ranch. He tries again in the car. He finally succeeds by the flooded river which runs at the bottom of Jim’s property.

Over steaks from the bbq, Richard recounts the story of how we all come to be around the table. It all begins with a travel agent in Mitchell in the early 60s, a trip to New Zealand, a meeting (in Fiji?) with Lynn who went on to become his second wife, the child they had - Kelli - who thirty years later came to London and Josh met, a trip to Mt Kilimanjaro by Josh, Kelli and Richard, the seeds of a film. You know the rest. If any detail had been different, this journey, these moments, wouldn’t be happening like this.

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