The days of trading sail are passing in the Caribbean. Here is a new book, written about the inter- island sloops which took produce between the islands of the West Indies.
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!
Untitled Published March 31, 2014
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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
Caribbean Creepy Crawlies. Published May 04, 2010
The wind is free. by Loulou Magras. Published January 09, 2010
The Storm in a Teacup Regatta. Published January 05, 2010