This book is a memorial to the trading sloops that sailed from the southern Caribbean islands with fruit and plants, to the Leeward islands. They are traditional craft, heavily built of wood in the Grenadines and Carriacou, and which using the trade winds, sailed back home full of rhum, whisky and cigarettes to the "English Islands.
Loulou Magras. took many of these pictures over 30 years ago, they visually show the age of sail departing the Leewards to be replaced by freighters and container vessels.
He has caught the beauty, simplicity and magic of that time.
Boredom I have discovered is a great stimulant to writing. Travelling in a van, instead of a sail boat, there was nothing to pull on, no watch to keep, so I played with the dashboard buttons and windows until I was told off. What to do? I thought, here I am travelling, most people would wind the hind tail off a donkey to do this, so why am I going crazy. A little Zen training had happened some years before, "Notice" said the guru. "and write it down." So this is how and why I started to write. I am a complete novice, but what the heck. It is fun! If you meet me today I will want to know how your liver is working and if you use a double knot to tie your shoe laces. So beware. Life is interesting again!
Yoga mouse Published March 17, 2015
Untitled Published March 31, 2014
Lost again in the South Ouest of France by J.S.May Published March 11, 2014
The beautiful Dordogne Published December 10, 2013
The tale of Emily the Mummy rabbit. Published May 07, 2013
Lost in a turn of the Tarn. J.S May. Published April 12, 2013
Four Whelks and a Nail. Published April 07, 2012
Caribbean Creepy Crawlies. Published May 04, 2010