Watching it again takes me back to the 80s. A time when Sunday evening's were made eating crumpets doused in butter, drinking tea and watching slimy old Ken Masters in his brilliant white suits. Along with Jan Howard and her 'cutting edge' fashion house mmmn, polka dots and American football style shoulder pads Was gutted to read on this site that Charles and Jack are no longer with us - god bless ya, and thanks for making a very warm childhood seem even warmer.
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It was filmed along Wootton Rivers in Wiltshire, and is full of shots of beautiful English countryside. Usually referred to as one of the most derided soaps of all time, Triangle was set, believe it or not, on board a North Sea ferry sailing between Felixstowe and Gothenburg. The show however had its issues. Part of the problem was the series was seen by the audience as dull and gloomy, as it was shot in inclement weather on board an actual ferry in the North Sea.
Characters include a young John Silver, as well as real life pirates, including Anne Bonny and Blackbeard, who are fictionalised in the show. During his long incarceration as a hostage in Beirut, John McCarthy had a dream of sailing with the wind in his hair. On his release, he was invited to sail around Britain in three months with his friend, the comedian Sandi Toksvig, and the pair teamed up with Yachting Monthly and Yachting World contributor Tom Cunliffe.
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Gavin Brocker Crane as Crane. William Belchambers Burton as Burton. Abby: I was going to. Abby: Because it explains why I had to make that decision. Leo: How much more of this stuff have you got to tell me? Abby: Quite a bit. And a little understanding. Long shot. Thomas tries to chase William and falls over in the sand.
Leo hurries to pick him up and clean his face and hands. He kneels to be closer to the two boys and talks to them in a calm, reassuring way. Close up of Abby: she is too far to hear him but she observes the scene with a mixture of anxiety and pleasure. Leo: So… had Charles agreed to make up with his father, things would have been different now, is that right? Abby: So it would appear.
And later, he threatened to contest the will. Leo: Is that why you turned against your father? I only gave him a taste of his own medicine. Hit him where it hurt most.
His pride and his pocket. Leo: It was so unexpected. Shook the whole of Tarrant. How did you know how to do it? But my grandfather did. Finance experts. All the necessary guidance was there for the asking.
Leo: Good grief… He used you to wreak his revenge from beyond the grave. Abby: I had my own reasons to teach Charles a lesson. Abby: He promised me help with getting William back. Never kept that promise. His business affairs were always more important to him than his own flesh and blood.
Abby: laughs Yes, Gerald. Of course. So, only Gerald knows about it. In confidence, of course. Leo: Of course. Abby: I will. When the time is right. A chauffeur driven Range Rover arrives and parks on the forecourt of the Mermaid boatyard. Abby hangs her camera over her shoulder, takes Thomas and William by the hand and walks leisurely with the children along rows of propped up boats. Bill Sayers, the yard foreman, noticed her arrival and decides to approach her. Bill: Can I help you, madam?
Oh, I beg you pardon, I should say Mrs Hudson…. This is a working yard, you understand. Still training new apprentices, you see. Especially now that Mr Howard is in charge. It was a bit slack at times under Jack. Between you and me, that is. Bill: Retired from the yard, yes. Leo: smiles, takes off the hat and wipes his forehead Abby…! And who have we here? Thomas giggles happily. Abby: We were just passing this way so I thought I might show the children where you work.
Grab a boat and sail into the sunset? Leo: smiling Sorry, William. No sailing today. Orders from the higher authority.
Leo: Sure. Here, let me help you. Shall I take it back? William holds on to the hat and shakes his head. Leo smiles No? I thought so. Abby: takes her camera off her shoulder Wait… let me take some snaps first.
Wide shot of the forecourt viewed from the main gate. Leo and the two boys pose against the background of the boats and waterfront whilst Abby takes photographs. Then Leo takes the camera from Abby and takes photographs of her and the children. He stops a passing worker and gets him to take a photo of all of them together.
Meanwhile Jenny arrives in her car, stops outside the gate and watches the group on the forecourt. Eventually Leo takes Thomas by the hand and leads his guests towards the office building.
As they start climbing the steps, Jenny reverses the car, turns around and drives away. She looks up and smiles at the visitors. Leo: happily This is Jackie, my secretary. Jackie, this is Mrs Abigail Hudson. Abby smiles and shakes hands with Jackie This little fella here is my son Thomas.
Now, who wants something to drink? William raises his hand. Some cold drink cans, a bottle of mineral water and glasses are on the desk. Abby takes more photographs of the children, Leo and various details of the office.
Abby: Hold him there, like that… Wait, another one… Leo… Leo! I mean serious photography. Abby: Who knows? I might do occasional assignments. And what about you? Are you happy working here? Leo: Happy enough. Leo: Did I really say that? I like it too much. Abby: So the yard is in good hands. And busy, no doubt. There are also motorboats… powerboats….
Nothing serious. Just a bit of fun. Abby: Fun? At least try to live long enough to see your son grow up. Having finished a meal, Leo and Abby sit at the kitchen table sipping wine and talking. Occasionally Abby gets up and paces around. Unpleasant, abrasive, devious. And a prig. When I decided to divorce him, it was his daddy who dictated the conditions. I thought my father or grandfather would help… but, as you know, neither of them was in a hurry.
So obviously when Orrin started pestering me, I had to find out what he had in mind. Leo: Oh, thank you. And how was I supposed to feel when you kept meeting him for cosy dinners together? Abby: Only to discuss William, as I always told you. Abby: I know. I had to explore every opportunity. Leo: cynical Yeah, right. Then your grandpa conveniently dropped dead and made it easy for you. Probably forever.
Abby: So was I. But I did ask you to spare me a little of your time. And you refused. Leo: I felt sick. All I could think of was… how my life was falling apart… yet again.
Abby: And what about my life? Do you think I was doing it lightly? But I had to do it. Abby: I was worried sick you might want to take Thomas from me. I was prepared to do everything possible to keep him. Abby: quietly, calmly I stopped trying when I realised that the less said, the better. Abby: Because it would have been more painful… for you… and for me… if you knew how hard it was for me to make that decision. Abby: emotional And what good would that have done, Leo? What exactly could I have told you?
That I had to do it, no matter what? Abby: But how could I have said it without hurting you even deeper? Or how. I had no right to give you hope. Can you see it now? It may seem cruel, I know… But I had to be cruel to be kind. To you… and to myself. Do not destroy this letter before first reading it. Treat it as strictly private and confidential. I had originally planned to make your father and my son, Charles, my chief beneficiary but he rejected my offer of peace, thus discouraging me from rewarding him with the main share of my worldly possessions.
You were next in the natural line of my successors. The fact that I am not entrusting you with the immense task of managing my estate is in no way a reflection on your abilities. It is to do with your enduring quest for the custody of your elder son William. As you very well know, the Hudson family always considered your departure from America as an unforgivable snub, not only to them but primarily to your own child.
I did broach the subject with them on a number of occasions but they were in no way inclined to entertain your requests. However, more recently, Robert Hudson suggested making William my heir and appointing his parents — you and Orrin — as his trustees whilst he is under age.
My will and the trust deed contain detailed conditions, instructions and guidance. I urge you to study all the documents carefully before deciding on your next steps.
My solicitors will be standing by to give you every possible assistance. Knowing your resourceful, imaginative, perspicacious mind, I believe you are quite capable of turning the ensuing events to your ultimate advantage.
Jan: And what about the terms of that damn will? Leo: You mean the separation clause? Or at least subject to a short time limit. I was only thinking… it might have been better for Thomas.
Abby is a great mother and I can be a good father to my boy without having to marry anyone. And actually very sensible, if you ask me. Jan: Oh… Lynne and Charles indeed! One Howard married to a Frere is more than enough for my poor nerves. Well, whether she likes it or not, the fact is she is one of them. The friction around it could very easily flare up again. Jan: Oh, without a doubt. There will be no end of squabbles over that legacy, mark my words.
What else can you expect from the Freres? Jan: Oh, she will resist, obviously. But… my personal life is no longer with Abby. After all, she did hurt you badly.
The Mermaid office. There is a man sitting on a chair in at the far end. Leo walks in. Leo: Oh, really? Please make an appointment with my secretary. Leo: stops at the door to his office, turns around and takes a closer look Nick? You old rascal! How are you? Leo: Great to see you again. Grab a pew. What have you been doing with yourself all this time? Nick: sits down Oh, you know, this and that. Working abroad for a bit. Back here now. Freelancing for various rags. And you? Still at the Mermaid, I see?
Leo: puts his head out of the door Two coffees, please, Jackie. Returns and sits behind his desk. So… what can I do for you? Nick: With my knowledge of boat building? Jackie walks in with coffees. Thank you, Jackie. Oh, and get me a set of the current press sheets, would you, please? Nick: Someone you know… rather well… but not from the yard… brief pause. Nick: Aha. Not rumours but facts. Nick: No, of course not. But maybe you could ask her to grant me an exclusive.
That would be great. Have you seen the gossip columns in the Echo and the Post? And yes, I know she has a kid with you too. Everybody knows that. Stuff gets around easily. But I thought… if I could get to her and have a proper chat, you know…. Leo: Actually I do. And I would ask you to refrain from writing anything about her, anything at all. Look, if she gives me an exclusive, at least you can be sure it will be, you know, kosher.
As will I, since you know that we were close once. Nick: laughing Once? So what are you doing at her place pretty much every other day after work? Leo: My God, you people are unbelievable. Are you watching her door round the clock, then? Nick: Not me, Leo, but there are some desperate hacks out there and, as I said, stuff does get around.
Or me. You never know. You might need me one day. Nick: smiles and winks Cheers, mate. And good luck. With everything. Abby and Leo continue talking about the circumstances of their falling out. Abby: …as for the meeting in Bermuda… I reckon you must have a fair idea…? Leo: Yeah, I know a little.
Charles gave me a sketchy account. Gerald was defending you, as always. I had to concentrate on keeping Orrin convinced we were a team. Abby: After two years of not seeing him? Yes, he may have seemed so at first… but I still had my doubts… and wondered what his game really was… and when the will was opened, everything became crystal clear.
Leo: Charles and Gerald also thought you and Orrin were suddenly an item. They seemed quite surprised. Abby: That was exactly what I wanted it to look like. Yes, Leo, it was an act and I was biding my time… and there was no way I was going to let anyone… anyone at all… get suspicious.
And in case you wonder… no, I did not enjoy it. Not in the least. Abby: It does matter. It matters to me, Leo… and I wish I knew how to convince you. But does it really make any difference to anything now? Abby: Yes, it does. Abby: I think you are. William, in particular, is at the age which makes him especially sensitive to that sort of thing. Abby: Not yet.
Polly gets out, rings the doorbell: the housekeeper lets her in, goes to fetch Abby and withdraws to the kitchen. Abby enters the hall from the lounge. Abby: surprised, caustic Mother! Or is it my lady step-grandmother now? Abby: Civilized? Or something else, perhaps? Abby: Out of simple curiosity or an unexpected pang of parental concern?
How did you find out I was here? Abby: Oh, yes, of course. Orrin was crying on your shoulder again. I might have guessed. William lost his beloved grandfather… and you, poor thing, very nearly a widow at such a young age…. Polly: Still divorced? And I thought you two were going to remarry. Abby : Whose intention? Polly: Well… He did mention something about some differences of opinion. You two have always had such a volatile relationship. A dash of spice in a relationship works wonders, take my word for it… Obviously the loss of his father must have upset him greatly.
Robert was such a generous, caring man. What a shame. And of course you do have my sympathy. Everyone I care about is alive and well, thank God.
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