I did take my cagoule last night but didn’t need it of course.  I wore it anyway just to show the weather who is boss.  The outboard lasted all the way in without cutting out.  We had a delicious dinner at Jackie’s (Queen of Anguilla apparently and she most certainly is, one of life’s fabulously larger than life characters, loud, a bit abrasive but a heart of gold).  We had delicious calamari (mine spicy and Bob’s in coconut) and then Bob decided on cottage pie, yes really, while I went for snapper poached in coconut milk.  We ended the delicious feast by sharing a piece of Bakewell Tart, mm.  Anguilla is a British island in case you hadn’t guessed.  The outboard lasted all the way back to WIndy as well.  FIngers crossed for the future.

I woke all by myself, without the usual cup of coffee, Christmas is still exciting at my age.  We had a full English breakfast, opened pressies, I had a super long snorkel (saw fabulous star fish the size of dinner plates), we had Bob’s favourite Waldorf Slaw again for lunch, special Christmas request, washed down with a delicious bottle of champagne (from Lidl can you believe but you would never know unless I owned up publicly on the blog) followed by mince pies and brandy butter.  We then went ashore to test out the outboard which lasted all the way there, popped in to Customs and Immigration with some mince pies because we felt sorry for them having to work on Christmas Day, went for a Christmas Day walk to work up an appetite for dinner (joined by an enthusiastic hand and heart bumping Jimmy who wouldn’t speak to us when we defended the Queen (Elizabeth II not Jackie) who he claimed to be corrupt (what?!), sat and watched the world go by with a beer before returning to WIndy to chill. The outboard worked all the way back too. 

The sun is setting on a gloriously sunny, happy day and we must go and dress for dinner.  We are going to a rather smart restaurant, outboard willing, so I will be taking my new handbag (thank you D), wearing my fabulous film star bracelet (thank you Susie) and my very tasteful sparkly Father Christmas t-shirt (thank you Bob).  I have yet to decide whether or not I will take the cagoule.  Merry Christmas to you all.