Tag Archives: St Lucia
The longest last day…with added cuttlefish
Well it IS long when you’re long-hauling it across the Atlantic… and so it continues. Apologies for the enthusiasm. This is making me realise that I still write my diaries as though I’m 12. “Had about four hours sleep … Continue reading
What I did on my holidays – the last day
Today was the most freezing, foggy, dismal day of the winter so far so this is a remedial blog taken from the journal of a holiday in St Lucia in the Caribbean. “Well this is terrible planning on my … Continue reading
Swimming in the rain
I was due to meet a friend for a dog walk on Sunday morning and, as usual when we arrange to meet, it started raining. Cleeve Hill, the highest point in Gloucestershire, was lost in cloud and it was pelting … Continue reading
Wet dream diary
Anse Chastanet. “We have to go there” I remember saying when I was reading about St Lucia and realised this place was a world-class dive site. Anse Chastanet. Say it softly and the sussuration slips off the tongue like a … Continue reading
Hot holiday diary 2
Another chunk of roughly-hewn Caribbean diary: “Thin lizard – lime green – on terrace wall this morning. Sun up and Caribbean looking good over there in the distance above the trees and beyond the faux Spanish church. Breakfast was big … Continue reading
Hot holiday diary
I stretched across the bedside table to get a book from the top of my teetering double book pile last night and a notebook fell on the floor. It was filled with my own scribbles and brimming with tropical sunshine … Continue reading
Windsurfing
You know how it is when stuff is free. It feels mean not to avail yourself. People have gone to a lot of trouble and it would be rude to refuse. It was our first all-inclusive hol and there were … Continue reading
Watery Paradise II
Those noises were very spooky. It’s not as if you don’t hear noise underwater. I’ve heard boat engines, outboards, jetskis, pedaloes, people noises and the sound of rain on the surface of the ocean, but never this weird, unearthly kind … Continue reading
Back
This feels like turning the key in the front door and opening up my study after several weeks away. It is, I suppose. I’ve been trying to hang on to the holiday vibe for a bit longer by not getting … Continue reading