It’s Carnival Time!!

It’s Carnival time!  The London Notting Hill Carnival has arrived.  Revellers will be dancing, jumping, eating, drinking, bumping and grinding on our streets once again. The funny thing is with all that fun stuff going on, right here on the lively streets of London, as usual the main focus of the media will be to concentrate on who gets pick pocketed or arrested.

We are all aware these awful crimes can happen at carnival, and at various open air gatherings, but it is so annoying that when one million plus people descend on Carnival at Notting Hlll, the media exaggerate all the negatives.


It would be fantastic if they promoted the street dancing, amazing brightly coloured costumes and show the world this is the reason people have arrived to join in the fun, and not bombard us with the fools who want to spoil the fun for others.


Mention them by all means, I am all for naming and shaming, but don’t make it the main focus of the news report.

For those of you planning on a day of dancing and jamming at Carnival enjoy a little Caribbean culture and have fun!

I wish I hadn’t!

I went to bed very late last night, and woke up very early.  Now I wish I hadn’t done either because, once again, I’m knackered!!

I wouldn’t mind if it was all worth it, for example, if I had been dancing the night away at a Gros Islet street party in luscious Saint Lucia, or dancing the samba at carnival in the sunny streets of Sint Maarten Saint Martin.

The reason?  I basically stayed up watching rubbish on TV and just didn’t really realise the time.  In my family home, when everyone goes to bed it’s my time and I just got lost in it.  So if there was a benefit to this washed out feeling, that’s it!

A little quieter …. or is it?

My teenage son has left today for his activity holiday, and for a brief moment it was a little quieter.

Then my little princess found her voice.

I think she is going to enjoy this time and new found space in the house and spread out as far as she can.

She is planning to watch all her preferred TV shows without compromising on turns with elder brother, dancing to cd’s in front of the mirror without interruption from the preening teen.

Taking as long as she wants in the bathroom without a screaming teen banging on the door shouting “GET OUT NOW!!” and above all, the largest slice of cake.

But I can guarantee, give it a couple of hours and she will be the first to mention him and need a reminder of his return date.  As I have realised on numerous occasions when she has returned from school, she usually looks around for him, and if he is not home she will always enquire as to his whereabouts, and if he has not returned on the dot or a minute passed the specified time, her comment will always be “hmmm!, he’s a bit late isn’t he?”   If he had left for Anguilla or Sint Maarten Saint Martin she would not have coped with the distance.


So this attitude to her teen brother’s absence, I feel will be short-lived and I think she is gonna miss him too!

Inspirational Jessica

My little princess is quite the average kid living in London, England in the year of 2012.

She loves music, dancing, X Factor, clothes, hair, nail varnish and sweets.

Serena Williams

But something really lovely has happened, she has found a new interest, she has been inspired by our Golden Girl Olympic GOLD medallist, Jessica Ennis.

My daughter is quite sporty in her general attitude, she is taller than all but one in her class, and she is nearly at my eye level, give or take 2 to 3 inches.  Mind you, that ain’t no mean feat considering I am all of 5 feet 1 and 3/4 inches.  She loves playing in the park, riding her bike and roller blading.  She never misses a PE lesson and always tries out for the school sport teams and activities.  But she has gone one stage further, since watching our Jessica Ennis, who we all love and adore, she wants to consider a career in sport and join a sports club to one day represent a Team GB Olympic Squad of the future.

Team GB 2012

I saw a fantastic advert of Usain Bolt training, whilst running through the beautiful island of his homeland Jamaica, and stopping every now and again to admire the beauty.  Who knows, maybe one day this could be my little princess in an advert running through the beautiful island of Anguilla during one of her training sessions, admiring its beauty.

I surprised myself today

Something I didn’t expect happened today, nothing major at all, but it amused me anyway.  A little drum roll please ….. I really enjoyed my pork chop dinner today.

This news obviously doesn’t impress you, and why should it, but the reason being I am not really a great meat-eater.  More often than not, if I prepare a meal consisting of meat of any description (excluding chicken) I often replace my meat portion with fish, or half the amount on my plate or even go as far as to just pour the gravy or meat juices over the remainder of my meal.  I do love vegetables, as mentioned in a previous note, I once enjoyed a labour of love with my half acre vegetable patch in Cyprus a few years ago, and ate many of the fruits of my labour.

But today after I removed it from the oven, the smell engulfed the room and it looked so tender and juicy and I was sold.  I am not a vegetarian in the main, but on the whole I don’t really enjoy meat, but I can be tempted when visiting street markets on holidays or at Notting Hill Carnival.

The aromas wafting in the air make the taste buds tingle.

I remember a holiday visiting my family in Saint Lucia some years ago, my Dad took us to a Gros Islet Caribbean Street Party.  It was fantastic.  Dancing, music, food and colourful characters.  The street food was smoking and tasty not unlike the local participants.

I am so looking forward to tasting the barbeques and street food on offer in Anguilla.  I have seen many images of smoky delights waiting  to tempting me to taste.  In this instance, I don’t think there would be much resistance.