SawasdeeKat

The words of the week are Scaramouch (which reminds me immediately of the brilliant Bohemian Rhapsody song by Queen) and Emancipated - So look out for them!   There are moments in this wandering life when the universe taps you on the shoulder and whispers, go on, be reckless. This was one of those moments.   We had Sawasdeekat settled nicely in Prickly Bay. The anchor held. The dinghy sat on its davits like the Wishing Chair from Enid Blyton's stories, patient and waiting for

.. the island is better known for its model boat building, with prices that make you wonder if the boats actually sail themselves to your home, and the local currency of turtle money.

You could show someone a photograph and they would assume you had enhanced the colours. You had not. The café itself sits at the edge of this perfection serving cold drinks and good food to people who have stumbled into paradise and are still blinking in disbelief. We ate and sat there for a few hours watching the water do what water does best which is to look beautiful and make you forget every problem you have ever had.

At three the music finally softened and by four there was blessed silence. We fell asleep as the first hint of grey appeared in the eastern sky, that particular shade of blue that exists only in those moments between night and morning and when the world seems to hold its breath.