Ignited
Talking with Ian's girlfriend Sarah over the weekend, I found myself harking back to 1972-1973 when I spent a year as a Voluntary Service Overseas teacher on the very remote island of Rotuma. It is situated way north of the main islands of Fiji. Sarah was interested and so memories and explanations tumbled out of me. I have referred to Rotuma before in this blog but in everyday life I rarely have the opportunity to talk about it and the experiences I had there. I am not a boastful man and I tend to shun people who are always going on about where they have been and what they have done. After twenty minutes of rambling, I showed Sarah and Ian the coconut palm fan I was given in the week before I left Rotuma. Previously, I blogged about it here . They appreciated the story of the fan and how no such fans were ever woven for sale to visitors - because there weren't any! In a rash moment I said that they could have the fan. It was like passing on a precious heirloom and...