“See you back at the ranch” Such an innocuous comment after a game of squash you would think, not one to inspire a weekend of thought and nostalgia, but that it did.
It so happens that my previous squash partner of 10 (yes that’s TEN) years standing or so used to say that at the end of almost every game.
It also didn’t help that it was a particularly sunny afternoon and the best times were spent sat on a bench outside the office with tea and a rollie watching the world go by and chatting with all who came by.
To the casual observer no work was being done, it might even have been suggested that we were ‘lazing’ but in reality it was on that bench that the world was put to rights, programes came to life, films discussed new projects organised and life generally was good.
