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green rasping weeds at her feet, greying hills behind, and her shadow stretching away to theeast.Adelaide 2003Beside his pile of Devils Dice on the table between us, Bill Snell slid across a photograph ofhimself as a young man. He was standing with his arms crossed, leaning against a small tinshed. His shirt collar was open, and he was smiling good humouredly at the camera. Twoyoung women stand on either side of him: both wearing stockings under their skirts and darkcardigans over their buttoned shirts. ‘That’s Gracie Coulthard’, he says, ‘and Gertie, atAngepena.’Nepabunna, 2001I visited Gertie in the close dull walls of her old home at Nepabunna, clasping the photographDaisy had given me of her grandparents standing with their sons, outside a leafy hut.‘So where’s that camp?’ I asked, ‘I thought it was either Ram Paddock Gate or Mt Serle,I’m not sure which one.’ Gertie peered at it for some time.‘They wouldn’t be at Mt Serle, no…They might have only had a couple of nights downthere [Mt Serle] when everybody was really ready to go to Ram Paddock Gate. Mrs. Forbeslooks good here. This must be in Ram Paddock Gate.’ 48Minerawuta, March 1926Rebecca and Jack work steadily, gathering slates from the shallow creek and laying them onone another as low walls between the mulga posts marking the corners of their hut. Fred andRachel Johnson are busy setting camp beside them, while Lucy and Frome Charlie are settledon the other side, still in mourning for Charlie’s sister, Polly, whose grave they had adorned35