Arrived in Barbados after an enjoyable but slightly naughty flight. Sometimes I just let the child in me go wild. I pray always that God will make me a better person. Customs took a long time because, having declared that I had books as samples, and for possible sale, I was hit with a heavy duty. I could have lied (as in, simply not declared the books) but I'm trying to do business honestly. Everyone keeps telling me that you can't succeed in business if you're honest.

Barbados always feel like coming home. 30 degrees, and I got a text from home that the central heating isn't working. How soon it feels like a million miles away.

I received a set of questions from the Starbroek News today for the article they're going to run on Dare to Love. They're making me think, especially questions like 'how much of your personal circumstances are in the book?' Hmmmm.