What is it about this island That makes it to all paradise? Is it the people, plants, places That bring smiles to all faces, And when on parting, tears to eyes That venture into this Heaven On Earth land? Grenada, Spice Isle!
Oranjestad, Aruba was the next island on our Caribbean Island hopping travels. Here we hired an ATV to get around: Pardo Motorcycle Rental. $90 US for a half day. No website, but they hang around the port entrance in Aruba. Vehicle was a bit old and battered but it did the job.
We made our way over to the northwestern tip of the island, to Aruba’s California Dunes and Lighthouse- local name.Hudishibana
Moving away from the lighthouse we hit the dunes for a bit of off-roading- windswept with abandoned, albeit colourful, buildings scattered around, the dunes feel a bit wild and bleak.
Aruba is a beautiful little island boasting gorgeous weather, fabulous beaches and an ATV in the Outback was a fun way to spend an afternoon.
This was good. Had me looking up the ‘Ten Little Soldiers’ nursery rhyme to guess the murders. I am really loving rediscovering Agatha.This novel is based on the poem and the deaths of her characters directly reflect the circumstances of the rhyme:
Ten Little Soldier Boys
Ten Little Soldier Boys went out to Dine, one choked his little self and then there were nine.
Nine Little Soldier Boys stayed up very late; One overslept himself and then there were eight.
Eight Little Soldier Boys travelling in Devon; One said he’d stay there and then there were seven.
Seven Little Soldier Boys chopping up sticks; One chopped himself in halves and then there were six.
Six Little Soldier Boys playing with a hive; A bumblebee stung one and then there were five.
Five Little Soldier Boys going through a door; One stubbed his toe and then there were four.
Four Little Soldier Boys going out to sea; A red herring swallowed one and then there were three.
Three Little Soldier Boys walking in the zoo; A big bear hugged one and then there were two.
Two Little Soldier Boys sitting in the sun; One got frizzled up and then there was One.
One Little Soldier Boy left all alone; He went and hanged himself and then there were none.
Lighthousekeeping is rich and poetic. It’s about the relationship between orphaned Silver and mysterious and pragmatic lighthouse keeper Pew. And it’s about stories. Silver’s hunger for stories and Pew’s willingness to tell them. Stories about people and past lives. Every life has a story long after the physical body has gone. Oral stories passed down through the generations.
‘Tell me a story Jeanette’-
… you certainly told a magical one in Lighthousekeeping.
Haven’t read an Agatha Christie since I was eighteen. l listened to this on audio and thoroughly enjoyed getting re- acquainted with Miss Marple, the thoroughly English little old lady and hot shot sleuth, solving her murder mystery in the Caribbean. Chosen because I was in the Caribbean at the time- seemed appropriate.