Our personal aquarium

We managed to get up a bit earlier this morning to avoid the heat and walk a little further. We walked around Prince’s place, and spotted his purple road that we were told about. It has a lovely outlook over the sea.

The house Prince built and if you can zoom in, you can see the purple driveway

These coastlines are called ‘iron shore’ when it is not a white beach.

We spotted a very friendly pair of raptors who watched us intently.

Today’s excitement was an English boat arriving in the marina. Bob our marina guy just got a message from the powers that be, that a boat was allowed to come into the marina. It turned out to be an ex military man (worked for G4s Security throughout Africa after the navy!) going through a messy divorced, who bought a boat to escape on. He advertised for a crew member and he has a very energetic Welsh lady, Stephanie, who is now more than just crew……darling! They left the UK early last year and have had quite an adventure getting here. They had been sailing around Turks and Caicos in the remoter islands, until they were apprehended by the sea police and told they had to go into lockdown. He somehow managed to wangle his way here, which is most probably the best marina in the country, by emailing the governor and getting permission from up high.

We have discovered we share our swimming pool under the boat, with a big school of fish who seem to have taken up home here. We have a good view of them through the glass hatch on the staircase down to our bedroom. Barry the barracuda also spends a lot of time under the boat and I’m hoping we don’t witness any carnage through our aquarium window!

It was Martin, the new arrival’s birthday, 67 apparently. So we had evening birthday drinks on the dock with the 3 English couples, with some truffle salt popcorn that I made. Lots of salty sea dog sailing stories, particularly Stephanie’s story of sailing the Northwest passage with 5 crew in a 33 foot sailing boat – the captain was an 82 year old vicar who spent the entire time in his bunk downstairs reading the bible! It was rather late by the time we had supper, so it was just toasted cheese sandwiches, but so delicious.

Bob delivered the sad news this evening that our lockdown is extended to May 4. Not what we wanted to hear but we were definitely expecting it as the likely outcome.