Visiting the Speakeasy bar: a celebration of 1920s US rebellion

Visiting the speakeasy bar ‘El Paradiso‘ in Barcelona To me ‘Speakeasy’ bars conjure up images of enigmatic and illicit glamour, with the name itself going back to the whispered access passwords required during the 1920s prohibition era. Having managed to have a rare weekend away sans children a few years ago, visiting a speakeasy bar…

The Speakeasy bar: a celebration of 1920s US rebellion

To me ‘Speakeasy’ bars conjure up images of enigmatic and illicit glamour, with the name itself going back to the whispered access passwords required during the 1920s prohibition era. Having managed to have a rare weekend away sans children a few years ago, we finally had an opportunity to visit a bar styled as a…

Why did we move to the Cayman Islands? The 4500 mile leap of faith…

Why did we move to the Cayman Islands? It is a question that I still get asked many times (followed by LOTs of others!), even though after ten years of expat living across two continents, we are now back in Blighty. I hasten to add, that I come from a close family who were understandably surprised, yet incredibly supportive across the decade that we were out of the UK.