Caribbean Days

So it is pretty good here at the Ocean Club. Spectacular grounds-complete with a 13th century cloister from France brought over by the man who owned this island once upon a time.
The children are wonderful-a merry little band with pink faces and sandy feet. We are doing a lot of exercising- Charlie is on an elite hockey team so he has to add in weight training; he and Andrew are the Jack and Lalanne of the crew-suggesting fun things like beach sprints and bench presses. There is a yoga class every morning-with Margaret as the star pupil, F and I play tennis; Thomas swims.
Sadly Tom Brady did not show up, but we got the next best thing in a bathing suit: Tony Bennett, age 88. (Wife is 48? I was sure she was the daughter until we saw them at the bar...)
The service is a bit iffy: very, very friendly, but not exactly the delta team under Frau Schneider's command. One our first night for example, I awoke to a sound like a very large leaf blower in my ear; as if someone were urgently blowing poisonous leaves off of my bed. It was unreal. I told Thomas we must call the front desk...he said "no" it would only lead to more phone calls...(?) Honestly I still have no idea what he was talking about...so I put a bathrobe over my little night clothes and walked down with sleep mask on my head,  to where two large local men were cleaning rubber mats with a round motorized brush.
I actually said to them, as if they were Frederick and Charlie: do you know what time it is??? I thought it was 5-but the clock in my room was wrong, and it was actually 3 45. They said they did. I said they had to stop. They asked if they could go 10 more minutes....I said
oh ok. fine. But that's it! only 10 more! (I am not the best negotiator in prime time, and certainly not when wearing skimpy clothing in front of unfamiliar men with a power tool). 
But the place has everything a kid could want-soft sand, turquoise seas, water slide park nearby, tennis courts, huge gym, two pools, and a garden that looks like something out of an old woodside estate.
Also each day they can rent bicycles that take them all over the property.

Tonight we are going out- tomorrow Andrew and Margaret are taking kiddies fishing. All good; most of us pink; everyone happy. Xx