I’m what’s called under the weather today. What a strange expression! I’m feeling hot and cold at the same time, my head is thumping, my eyes are warm with vision changing from foggy to blurred at a moments notice. I’m irritable and every voice in the house sounds ten times louder than it did yesterday.
I don’t feel under the weather, I feel I am slap bang in the middle of it. Every miserable, wet, grey cold, damp, dark, windy not forgetting cloudy inch of it. The Caribbean couldn’t be shouting any louder if it tried today, much less calling!
I bought a new book about the Caribbean Islands today and hope to read and discover new and exciting secrets about this wonderful slice of paradise.
Although born and raised in London, England, Saint Lucia has a special place in my heart as I have family connections there, and it is truly a wonderful, beautiful and amazing island, which I plan to revisit.
I have browsed and discovered other islands I am yet to explore further such as Sint Maarten Saint Martin and Anguilla, but there are so many others I would like to learn a little more about.
Therefore, this book will be my constant companion, well for a while anyway!
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!
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.