24/7/11
I woke early and after breakfast headed off for a walk around the island. Three quarters of the way round I bumped in to Kate the British Australian I had met a few nights before. Having a surplus of time I decided to turn round and walk back with her chatting the whole way. Kate proved to be fabulous company and over the course of the hour I learnt that this 60 year old was not old lady. Kate grew up in Guildford and was a rebel and to make matters worse a lesbian. She aged 14 and her then girlfriend 17 would drive off to London and go to the first ever lesbian bar. Here she encounter a whole new world and loved every minute of it. What was not so good was the problem that both girls came from a good catholic convent school and the girlfriend’s parents were senior local dignitaries!

The conversation flowed easily so when we reached our apartment I suggested a coffee. Kate enquired as to whether James was a figment of my imagination or whether he really existed as she had heard lots about him but had never seen him. Despite it being only 9.30am James was awake and even more surprisingly he was in a good mood and his tummy less sore. So he decided to join us for a coffee. The conversation again flowed easily as did the coffee and then lunch and before we knew it 6 hours had passed by. Quite how will remain a mystery but one could suppose there is some form of time vortex on the island?