One cold dark evening in January 2007 Himself arrived home and announced that a work colleague had offered us the use of his holiday home for two weeks. 'What, a caravan?' I asked, less than enthusiastically. 'No,' he replied. 'A house in Tobago...''Tobago? Tobago!!'So it began: sea, sand, sun, rainforest, laid-back people; ferocious washing machines; barbecues on sand spits in the sea; sandflies, blisters, and 'liming'.
