"We went to a marvellous party"

     The lyrics of one of Noel Coward's famous songs came to mind as we sat at 'Burner's Bar and Restaurant' on Valentine's night and took in our surroundings.  "I went to a marvellous party" describes, in Coward's inimitable and witty fashion, the scene at a society party in the south of France between the wars. Though we didn't know any of the characters at our 'party', the elegant and "you can never be too slim" women, and the patrician, 'Tommy Bahama'- clad gentlemen, lent a totally unexpected glamour to this out of the way corner of the island of Abaco.
   
We were guests of Siegmar and Ellen, a lovely German couple we had met the previous evening at the pizza and dance party put on by the 'Tipsy Seagull', one of the Treasure Cay Marina's restaurants.
They invited us to try a very different style of eating place which had become a favourite of theirs - 'Burner's Bar'.   Chris, the owner, entertains with great gusto as singer, order taker and  mine host with the most!
   
 A fantasy of Christmas lights and gaudy 'Junkanoo-style' glitter welcomed us as we made our way to our reserved table in this out-of the-way corner of the Island of Abaco.  The restaurant was packed and definitely 'in the pink', as most of the decorations were of a rosy hue in honour of St.Valentine.  The menu was small, but our lobster tails were mouth-wateringly delicious.  The rum-based drinks (no boring wine here) seemed at first to be harmless, but quickly built up a 'punch' as the evening progressed and they kept coming!

We ate, drank and danced and left with a determination to return before too long.  After further drinks at Siegmar and Ellen's beach house, we managed to find our way back to 'Southern Vectis' to sleep and dream of our "marvellous party". 

Now, two days later, we are in the middle of what our weather-forecasting guru, Chris Parker, calls a weather 'bomb'.  This means gale force winds and lots of rain caused by cold fronts and troughs and other weather-forecastly, and quite ghastly disturbances all meeting up and causing the pressure to 'drop like a bomb'!  We are tied firmly to our dock and plan a beach walk this afternoon before the bomb drops!  We will stay put until Tuesday before heading over to the delights of Marsh Harbour.