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Caribbean Christmas (6): Twitter and Tinned Butter

Mosquito solution found (of sorts): Two electric tennis rackets which you wave at the passing blighter and it eloctrocutes him. A particularly sadistic sort of revenge. We looked at these two killer bats in the apartment for several days before we worked out what they are for. Imagine the demonic she-devil laughter as another parasite is despatched and you have some idea of the celebrations here at the death of the beastie. We are also grateful for your tips from Marmite to garlic, both reminders, which we have put into play immediately.   We are also going to try something like Mosquito [...]

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Caribbean Christmas (5): A Dining Find and A New Friend

Having a snoop around the SXM restaurant review websites, we come across one we haven’t tried before and rock up on a rainy Sunday night, in the middle of the New York Giants -v- Dallas Cowboys game, unbeknownst to us.   The Giants won, which seemed to please everyone who cared in the bar. The restaurant of our choice was Bonita’s Cantina, on the site of the old Ric’s Place.   Ric is still around apparently but he is the previous owner but one.   The current owners who only opened a scant two months ago are Bonnie & Bryan.   We went for [...]

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Caribbean Christmas (4): A Hot Front

We still havent adapted to the time difference so we are up very early and going to bed early too.   We are moving it about an hour a day but no sooner have we got up than we are nodding off.   My head is too heavy to hold up, as is my book.   Consequently I am not making any progress with polishing off Twilight.   And I really want to finish it so I can move onto something more compelling.   Sorry, Clare. We didnt go out to breakfast today and had lunch by the pool but are planning to make an outing [...]

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Caribbean Christmas (1): Familiarity Breeds Content

There’s no nice way to say this.   It’s a bitch of a journey.   I went into training on 1st September, three months to get well enough to survive LHR-CDG-SXM.   And still it takes its toll, in so many different ways. Last time: three hours at LHR T2 with no shopping, no breakfast, no coffee even and Salman Rushdie on our plane, remember?   I do.   All too painfully.   It took me three years to be able to face it again. On Thursday morning I got up at two a.m., collected my travelling companion at three and arrived at Heathrow at four for our flight to St [...]

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