CARIBBEAN CASTAWAYS

I wake to the light of a new day sliding through the open hatch above my bed. Last night the same hatch was my window to the unfamiliar Northern Hemisphere stars, a view accompanied by the lapping of the Caribbean Sea on the hull of our yacht and the faint sound of Bob Marley crooning from a nearby boat or maybe one of the bars on the shore of St Lucia.

I get up, don swimmers and head up on deck, marvelling at