Conversations while swimming
by Chris Morvan The woman I’m talking to is almost naked and so am I. So is everyone else in the vicinity, for that matter. But the woman and I can’t see much. Just each other’s head, really, and arms wafting More...
Shouting sweet nothings
by Chris Morvan Half time during a World Cup game and I repair to what people euphemistically call the restroom. This is a smart new sports bar and they’ve got more TV screens than a small African country, bigger More...
To boldly go… up Cay Hill at more than 5mph
by Chris Morvan I was talking to a friend about traffic the other day and mentioned someone who works in the Little Bay area but lives in Cupecoy. “He must be crazy,” I found myself saying. “Even on a good More...
It’s not the winning that counts
by Chris Morvan You can tell when the World Cup is on because suddenly the world goes Brazilian. People who you know for a fact have never been within 1,000 miles of Rio de Janeiro have got that distinctive flag More...
Keeping up with the Phoneses
by Chris Morvan I don’t know how attached you get to things like laptops and phones. Maybe they’re just functional inanimate objects to you. Got to have one, it does the job, end of story. But for the technophobe, More...
Graduates from the University of YouTube
by Chris Morvan There’s a lot to be said for having a go at things yourself around the house rather than automatically calling an expert. It can save a lot of money and, in the current circumstances in Sint Maarten, More...
An island is not a rock
by Chris Morvan There’s a blog that I follow, called Women Who Live On Rocks. It’s a jovial, whimsical thing, started by a yoga instructor, a good-looking, bikini-wearing type who looks great in photographs. I More...
Pool versus beach: the agony of choice
by Chris Morvan It always amazes me that in places where there are beautiful beaches and clean, refreshing sea, anyone should choose instead to use a pool full of chlorinated water, and yet the world is full of More...
Smile though your face is aching
by Chris Morvan Everywhere you go these days there are cameras. There’s one on every smartphone and many dumbphones. There’s one on every laptop. There are security cameras recording us doing everyday things, More...
Enough is as good as obese
by Chris Morvan The waiter doesn’t understand a word I say: I have to repeat everything. I find myself getting silly in my irritation: I’ll (slowly) have (pause) the (enunciate) crab (yawn) salad (sigh) More...
