May 26th, 1990

May 26th, 1990

Ramada Renaissance, Royal Antiguan Resort

Deep Bay, Antigua

The morning routine consists of tea and toast in my room but if I’m going home to buy a flat (I wonder what’s going on with that) at $17 a head, the routine might need to change!

Laney rang Tubsy, the guy we rented the jeep from and when she explained what happened, I heard his deep, throaty laugh boom through the phone. Laney remained very serious while Dolly and I rolled around on the floor, cracking up.

“Stop it, you two,” Laney hissed, her hand over the receiver.

Having someone tell you to stop laughing is not conducive to stopping and by the time she hung up, she was furious.

“You two are out of control,” she shouted. “I’m going back to my room!”

“What about Gurgle?” Dolly pouted. “Can we keep him?”

“Don’t be ridiculous!” Laney snapped. “Tubsy will have someone pick him up so now we have to go back to the car hire place and get another vehicle.”

“But I love Gurgle,” Dolly whined.

“Yeah, well Gurgle’s damaged.” Laney glared at me. “You’re not saying much.”

“Just eating my toast and enjoying this lovely cup of tea.”

“Yeah, right. It’s your fault we crashed last night.”

“Why is it my fault?”

“Because that guy you were talking to, what was his name?”

“William. Sweet William,” Dolly sighed. “He was quite yummy wasn’t he.”

Laney rolled her eyes. “You two are a lost cause,” she said, heading for the door.

“Wait!” I yelled. “Why are you blaming me for your carelessness?”

“I’m not,” she said, in a much friendlier tone. “I think I was just tired and ready to leave the club.”

“Ok, well I’m glad we got that straightened out.”

Ah, life on the island!

 

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