Encounters of the Bovine Kind

Last Thursday afternoon I needed to go into St John’s to get a few odds and ends. I walked down the lane and sat on the little wall under the huge tamarind tree to wait for the bus. It was a glorious afternoon, hot and sunny, the sky the brightest of blues with billows of white cloud here and there but the breeze was minimal. So I sat under the tree, fanning myself with my hand to try and cool down, while clutching my new shopping, free bags.

My new, FREE shopping bags.

My new, FREE shopping bags.

Aren’t they nice? Antigua went plastic-bag-free on … Read the rest »