It was another gloriously balmy evening – surprisingly few insects and the temperature just right. Not so cold that we sought out a sweater and warm enough that the breeze reaching our hilltop terrace was still very welcome. Having acquired a gas canister and converted our European inlet for an US one, thanks to some help from Mummy and Daddy Castaway on their recent visit, we were barbecuing for the second time that week. We were thinking of snow-bound Northern hemisphere folks while finishing off a bottle of red wine after dinner. A tough life, but someone has to do it… Continue reading “Like a Bat Out of…”
Although The Handsome Dutchman and Castaway have an overwhelming number of things in common – so much, in fact, that we can create a sort of reinforcing and sometimes dangerous echo effect with each other – there are still some areas where the Scottish-Dutch cultural divide cannot be breached.
It is always a pleasant interjection when, while trying to relax after dinner, your husband decides to share the countries … Continue reading Not the Jimmy Choos!
As the rainy season continues unabated, Castaway has been lucky enough to avoid the hurricanes and tropical storms which have … Continue reading Tales From the School Run
Since moving into our house here in the Caribbean, we have encountered a number of tropical creatures which, frankly, I … Continue reading Jakkes Bakkes*
Of the many challenges involved in upping sticks and moving to a new country, one of the more fraught is finding the right people to take care of hair and beauty. Continue reading Find the Way from Shimmering Shores to Desert Poppy
We were probably feeling just a little bit too comfortable after managing the arrival of the KLM flight and the … Continue reading It Never Goes Quite Smoothly…