I'm seeing far too many of these ugly but damn warm puffa jackets around at the moment (I may or may not own one myself). They are everywhere and why? For some reason this supposedly tropical island that held all my aspirations for a life bathed in sunshine all year round, has turned into a dreary, hazy, bloody freezing ice bucket. When I was advised 10 weeks ago on our arrival that we should really invest in a heater, I arrogantly smirked and dismissed the possibility of that reality here in Honkers. For some reason though, I took her advice and thank the maker - because as we speak, I have the saviour that is that manufactured heat blasting into my tracksuit-clad legs while my good old knee-high uggies deal with my frosted periphery.
I have a message for you Honkers. SORT YOURSELF OUT. Bring back the heat or else.