13 December, 2009


Three is a good age. At three, we were talking quite well. We were even making sense to other people. At three, we were well into cutting our teeth. We were potty trained. We were into board books, and we loved the pictures. At that age, we could even put on our own clothes without help.
All in all, a third birthday is a triumph of sorts.


  1. Happy Birthday, CFA!

  2. Concerning the beaches, would be nice to clean them also. So many bottles and cans in rendez-vous bay from barbecues, so many plastics coming from the sea in Havanah Bay

  3. This is not a bug, it's a feature. It's our new programme to turn Anguilla into another Cozumel.


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