A Prayer For Our Caribbean Cousins

VICAR Hurricane Irma has caused devastation across the Caribbean and America’s East Coast. It was the most intense Atlantic hurricane to strike the United States since Katrina in 2005, and the first major hurricane to make landfall in the state of Florida since Wilma in 2005. It has left parts of the Caribbean, like St Thomas, flattened. Boris Johnson was talking this week of “First World War style devastation”. So, Country Squire Readers, whilst wishing You a … Continue reading A Prayer For Our Caribbean Cousins

Tobago Fortnight

BY AMANDA CUMMINS Horse-racing in Trinidad & Tobago was, and remains, as much a part of life as watching cricket. In the days that we lived in Trinidad, there were three racecourses with another one in Tobago. Saturdays and bank holidays were all about racing. My mother owned half-a-leg and a tail in a few racehorses with varying degrees of success. Going to the gallops … Continue reading Tobago Fortnight

Trinidad Runaway

BY AMANDA CUMMINS When I was a little girl in Trinidad, I ran away from home. Teddy clutched in my arms, and emergency supplies (I can’ t remember what they were, but they were important) in my school satchel, I opened the garden gate which was usually locked (more to deter incursions than for containing a 5-year-old). I remember it vividly. Standing on the road … Continue reading Trinidad Runaway

Christmas Day in Trinidad

BY AMANDA CUMMINS For some inexplicable reason, the other day I was looking through my paternal grandmother’s recipe book – or, more accurately, given that she started writing in this ledger in 1916 prior to her marriage, her Collection of Receipts. It makes fascinating reading. It is heavy, and I use the word in its most literal sense, especially in respect to puddings. Nothing seems … Continue reading Christmas Day in Trinidad

Lunch at Lancaster Great House

BY AMANDA CUMMINS Step a little closer, and I shall tell you a secret. Well, it’s not exactly a secret-secret, more a pointer to something rather special. Going out for Sunday lunch – a planter’s buffet – in Barbados is something of a tradition. Convivial company, a groaning table of delicious choices and likely a rum punch or two. Hotels and restaurants throughout the island put … Continue reading Lunch at Lancaster Great House

Pink in Barbados

BY AMANDA CUMMINS My father’s paternal grandfather, born in 1828, was married not once or twice but thrice. With prodigious issue. His first two wives were young ladies from Barbados, a place he visited during his service as a surgeon in the Royal Navy. Both these brides were from “old Bajan families”. Inevitably, they were cousins. Both died young. My great-grandfather returned to County Cork … Continue reading Pink in Barbados