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Heads up! We have been out to lunch. ‘Rosé the day away’ is the slogan from one of our favourite restaurants. I said I would write every day. I didn’t say it would be coherent!

Today, Holly, our daughter (officially my step, but after 23 years in my life, I struggle to use that terminology), is going home. After two fabulous weeks, she is leaving us. Both she and I have a heavy heart. Holly was a teenager the last time she joined us in Barbados; she found the heat oppressive and didn’t enjoy herself. Now in her twenties, she is lounging by the pool with the rest of us. She leaves today with a healthy glow and abundant special memories, so much so that she is already choosing her dates for next year.

Yesterday, we took our family to what is now known as QP, previously referred to as The Beach Club. The venue is jaw-dropping (is that even a word?). Despite having frequented the establishment for years, the place enthrals me. It is decadence personified. I step over the threshold, and I am instantly grateful for the privilege. I am not the only one. Holly is beaming from ear to ear. The Cheshire cat from Alice in Wonderland wouldn’t get a look in. Holly has an infectious smile, as it broadens her entire being illuminates. You melt in its company and follow suit, like a chick, hot on the trail of a clucking hen.

However, Holly is unimpressed, not in the literal sense; she is more than impressed. That isn’t the issue. We are going for an early evening drink before going into Holetown for quiz night. We are a flamboyant family! She expresses her discontent. “I want to eat here. ” Almost simultaneously, Murray and I say, “Always leave wanting more. ” A sideways glance at each other confirms how twenty-three years together removes certain communication requirements. 

The moral of this story: Always leave wanting more. If you spend your time cramming in everything you think you should do, there is a risk you may not enjoy the process for fear of missing out. We will always miss out on something. We die. The world moves on without us. Make sure you embrace the moment and if you are lucky, you will be back to embrace more.

Safe travels, Holly. You may not be mine, but I love you as though you are.

All my love, Ugly xx

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