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Where Was James Bond Born?

 In a gazebo in Jamaica, Ian Fleming wrote the James Bond books.
He'd start his day by taking the 36 steps down the cliff to his
beach. He'd swim out to the colourful coral reef, snorkel around
and watch the fish of many colours, octopuses, lobsters, crabs. Then,
wearing sandals, shorts and a short-sleeved shirt, he'd have
breakfast with his wife, Anne, in the garden. They ate scrambled eggs,
bacon and pawpaws and drank Jamaica's famous Blue Mountain coffee.
While Violet, the housekeeper, cleared off the table, he kissed his wife
and walked out to the gazebo. She stayed in the garden and wearing a big
straw hat painted paintings of flowers and fish. The gazebo was out on
the far edge of his property near the cliff. He closed the slatted
blinds to keep the gazebo cool and so he wouldn't be distracted.
Then he wrote. He wrote on a 30-year-old Imperial portable typewriter.
He wrote on sheets of expensive bond writing paper. And he wrote
fast--2,000 words in three hours. About noon, he stopped writing. He
went outside, took off his shirt and sat on in the hot Jamaican sun. He
looked across the blue Caribbean; he felt the breeze and smelled the
salt air; he listened to the waves on the beach down below. He and Anne
had lunch in the garden; they liked Jamaican food like ackee and
saltfish or curried goat with flee. After lunch he had a nap for an hour
or two. About 5 p.m., he went back to the gazebo and read and revised
what he'd written that morning. He put the pages in his desk's
bottom left-hand drawer. By 6:30 p.m. he was having his first good stiff
gin and tonic of the day. 
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Author:Orser, Forrest D.
Publication:Antigonish Review
Article Type:Poem
Date:Jun 22, 2009
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