Wednesday, July 16, 2014

The Fireproof Building on Main Street, Road Town

Fireproof Building can be seen with a little red arrow, bottom right
Our new premises - the Fireproof Building, is one of the oldest buildings in Road Town and a National Monument. It has variously been the Governor's office, a warehouse and the government archives and gets its name from having survived the riots and subsequent fire in 1853, hence the 'Fireproof Building'.

The view from the adjacent car park

It's a beautiful 'industrial' space with breezy open windows, high ceilings and stone floor. We'd like to keep this 'look and fee'l for the new cafe and bakery shop. 

We love the 'artisan' and plain look of this bakery above, also in an industrial building. 
We are planning both a new cafe and food store, with an expanded range of Family bread (think rye, onion, spelt and campagne...) baked goods, traiteur, ready-made meals and regional produce -  not forgetting Christmas!

Even though this kind of expansion is terrifying we believe in our product and have built up a very loyal customer community over the past two years. We hope to attract new customers by being in town as well as contribute towards the tourist product.

We're finally going to have room for our patisserie and cakes. We're so keen to start making more fruit tarts and slices. As the space is so much cooler than the bakery, we'll also be able to make puff pastry (think croissants!) and meringues......(think macaroons!). 

We are also currently sourcing local produce to continue our commitment to small-batch and locally produced food: It tastes better, it's carbon foot print is heroic compared to what we are used to and it contributes towards the future sustainability of the islands. As we are a family-owned business, we'd really like to see the boys and their children be able to build the business in years to come. 

Work is just about to begin and soon the building will be painted with a new bathroom and other improvements. We are aiming to open in October to have a 'soft start' before we plunge into Christmas!




Tuesday, July 15, 2014

Last Week Was Epic

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I was too tired to write on Sunday, too tired yesterday and it's only because I've just had a naughty second glass of wine tonight, that I can face another (semi) deadline of posting this before supper & bed.

Last week the boys had a complete blast at Josiah's Bay at the Beach & Bush Camp. They were falling asleep in the car on the way home, always a good sign of a day well spent. This week it's Tennis Camp (you can see why I've had to had to go back to full time corporate life. Summer holidays are not cheap) and then they're back at Josiah's Bay next week for more Boy Heaven, machettes and some surfing. Plus James & Georgie are both sailing in the Premier's Cup this weekend, which means they are staying at Nanny Cay in tents and get to hang out with teams and friends from all over the Caribbean and race. A charmed life.

Mine's not so bad either: I'm now back sitting in an office all day, at a desk, with air conditioning, wearing a dress. This is all a bit of a novelty and I'm quite enjoying it actually. I'm particularly enjoying the sitting down bit, not to mention the air conditioning.

I do have to fit in a few hours before sunrise to keep up with the family business and then run around like a sweaty lunatic at lunchtime. It's alright really - especially when it leads to such great outcomes namely our new premises - the historic Fireproof Building in Main Street, signed on Friday. We've been coveting it for years and it is by far one of the most beautiful buildings in Road Town. Think Industrial West Indies. Think Melissa's. Dean & Delucca. Harvey Nicks Vth Floor. Daylesford. Ottolenghi. Le Pain Quotidian. All 1400 sq feet of it. Opening October.




Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.

You're looking at our Summer!







Sunday, July 6, 2014

Trials in motherhood

Boys In A Boat 
The boys have spent their first week of summer holidays in the adjoining boatyard to the bakery with Richard and his chaps happily fixing up 'Wasabi'. They drilled and banged away, learning how to fix the mast and the rigging. We are lucky to be surrounded by workshops with willing (and patient) friends to help out and it really has been Boy Heaven.  I worked upstairs in the Osiris's AC'ed offices and Tyler baked in the downstairs inferno.

You'd think that after 13 years of this, I'd be finding motherhood a breeze. Not a bit of it: When it's school term I think it's all going to be easier when the boys are on holiday and when it's holiday I definitely think life is easier when they are back at school (apart from the relentless morning ritual of the dreaded lunch boxes).

I find myself constantly waging an inward battle between the joys of being a mother alongside feeling bitter and twisted about the sheer everyday mayham of too many Y chromosomes. I usually lose the noisy war in my head and skulk off to mutter darkly in a corner. Then I feel guilty and attack the breakfast dishes and pack the tumble dryer, after which I feel so resentful that I have to pour a large, lunchtime G & T to cheer myself up and so it goes on and on.

Last weekend we decided to move our bedroom downstairs and William & George to move into our old upstairs bedroom.  Why did we do this? It has literally turned the whole house upside down - all four storey's of it. We never seem to have the time and energy to start and finish a job completely, so we're going to have to live with this transitional disorder for weeks now. In amongst all the under-bed-crap and cupboard entrails is the weekly laundry mixed up with damp swimming towels, tattered books, nerf gun bullets, plastic cups and sleeping cats. I feel weak just looking at it all.

Yesterday I made a fairly valiant effort trying to sort things out. This morning when I came upstairs the children had decided to pull their dress-up trunk apart, so now we have bashed-up pirate hats and knights cloaks strewn all over the soggy towels and lego blocks, along with ice cream wrappers from last nights movie and scattered board games. I just want to scream my head off and run away.

This mother is definitely on tranquilizers
After the rage has subsided I usually channel my annoyance and attack it all with sullen resignation.  "Why me?" I wail at the boys when they have driven me completely over the edge (most days) not that it makes the slightest bit of difference. The emotional cycles of motherhood are even more exhausting than the actual work.

I know that I'll soon be looking back on all of this with rose-tinted remorse when they are away at boarding school and all I'll have to do is the company accounts. But until then, I sincerely hope I'm not the only mother out there who seems to walk the fine line between sanity and being a gibbering wreck.

This poor mother has clearly lost the plot. What is she doing ?

Monday, June 30, 2014

Family Summer Playlist

Music has become a big thing in our home and the Summer Playlist is being played a lot. Very loudly. Here's a selection from it:

1. Our undisputed family favourite song now is Flight Facilities "Crave You" and I've included the Go Pro video that got us so hooked. We all love dubstep. Well maybe not Tyler so much. He's so old school. 

2. Every summer playlist has to have at least one Calvin Harris song: Summer to get you up in the morning.

3. Lloyd's "Get it Shawty' is great music but a good reason to send the boys to a boarding school in the middle of the Drakensburg and as far away from Los Angeles as possible.

4. We all need a little steel pan and island fantasy: Duke Dumont I Got U . No doubt this will be played on rotation at the 'Soggy Dollar'  this summer.

5. Some R & B from Wale: Love Hate Thing. It has an explicit warning, but then most R & B music does these days. Love the fact that Emimem is now worried about his daughter dating chaps that grew up on his music. Hubris.

6. Breezy, "everyone's happy"  summer soul - Claptone: No Eyes

7. Have to have some reggae: We love Damian Marley so these are  our two classic favourites: Affairs of the Heart and Road to Zion


8. This is wonderful: Madcon "Beggin". Mowtown crossed with Daft Punk.

9. Gorgon City is also fun with  "Ready for your Love" .

10. We all love The XX. It's a bit gloomy, but as a former Cocteau Twin/ Portishead fan, we sometimes need to be reminded of where we come from, don't we?

11. Mr Probz's 'Waves' looks like it was shot in Virgin Gorda.  He gets stranded on a tropical island but never fear, we know that there will be a beach bar playing Avicii and a cell phone tower just around the corner.

12. Finishing up with some Lana Del Rey even if it's not the most sunny of songs: Summertime Sadness.

The full playlist is on my Spotify account if you would like to 'follow' me.




Summer 2014

Georgie & William were both on the Principal's List at St George's

Summer has begun.

Last week was full of the boys finishing up school and graduation ceremonies. We were literally on our last legs: Lunch boxes were being duck-taped, shoes were being re-glued and William was even stapling his shirt together in the absence of buttons. We wouldn't have managed even another week of school in one piece!

Now it's 2 months holidays for Georgie & William and a whole 6 months for James, as he will not be returning to school here in September before starting boarding school in January. 

James with his Gr 7 class at Cedar

In August the bakery shop will be closed although I will continue to work at Osiris. We are going to have some family holiday around the islands and go sailing and such-like. At the end of August James is off to stay in Ireland & London for 6 weeks.  October, November and December remain unplanned - so if any one reading this has any good ideas or feels like hosting an engaging 13 year teenage boy in their part of the world for a few weeks, please let me know!

The Secret Project is nearly signed. We even did our first big order for stock today. A little bit exciting, but soon to be mad, no doubt. 

We' are definitely shifting gears this year. This is our fourth summer in the islands and the boys are getting older and are more discerning in their choices and views. I'm conscious that next year things will be very different and that we need to make the most of our time now. 

Here's to happy island days then and Summer 2014.


Main Street, Road Town









Sunday, June 22, 2014

Island Crusaders

My Friday Night Gluten Free Bread 

I'm pleased Tyler is back and he has promised not to go away again. Ever.

It was a hard week and I was left feeling quite un-hinged at times. Must have been something to do with the 4 jobs I was trying to do all at the same time.  Me and the Coke Fridge have a special relationship these days. I have also joined the movement to ban bottled water. The high point of the week was being parked in every morning by the taxi's in the delivery zone at Riteway and the special negotiations that ensued afterwards. These always entailed being lectured at loudly for at least 5 minutes, despite the fact that I was actually doing a .......DELIVERY.

Summer is back with vengeance. The heat is seering and the humidity is up to it's 100% level again.  Judging by the insane driving and everyday interactions (charming as always) the island is also feeling the heat.

I can now understand why it is necessary to have Crusades at this time of the year. The Almighty needs to be begged for mercy and some respite from the relentless toil and general misery that is our island lives. I just wish it wasn't every night at a million decibels and that the screeching mike could be sorted out. It also doesn't really matter that we cannot understand a word as we do get the general drift of the message anyway.

So, we've made a few changes in the bakery and I am really looking forward to getting back to my office job again. The kids are finishing up school this week and we have the Summer to look forward to. The kids have  some great camps lined up, 'Wasabi' the new boat to fix and sail and a few months of boy-stuff. We will still be working but will also have time to do some sailing ourselves and spend normal family time together .

James is away at his last international Opti regatta, but judging by the results so far, his mind seems to be elsewhere too. He's going to be killer in Lazers.  Georgie and William have worked hard to keep their Mum sane this week and were also indispensable in the bakery. We shall probably be getting a visit from Child Welfare soon, no doubt.

I'm going to spare you photos of children in boats and show you my gluten free bread instead, which I baked at 1am on Friday night.

Don't say we never have any fun.

Wednesday, June 18, 2014

Whizzing along

Children in boats. William sailed in his first proper regatta last Sunday and got a medal
Life has become hectic again. The days pass by in a blur of children, bakery, heat, trust work, driving, shopping, cooking, frustration, school lunches, yet more shopping, online banking, queuing up in banks, Sahara Dust, even more shopping and yet more driving. I barely notice the beginning, hardly touch sides and only see the end when I hit the pillow. Who knew island life could be so....stimulating.

Tyler is away again on a charter and I am running solo. We're all just about hanging in there. The children hear far too much for their own good and get to see their mother in melt-down mode way too often for any future stability in their own relationships, but yet we all survive. We practice our deep breathing skills and try to remember some mantras that do not involve anyone's demise.

We are moving forward at a rapid rate and grind through the days as fast as the driver in front of us (20 mph) or the 6 week/never turnaround on emails. I received a response to an (urgent) insurance inquiry today made in November last year. It wasn't even the quote. True story.

We are now into the 4th week of the Carrot Bay Screaming Crusade which has left one without the will to live some evenings. We seemed to reach an almighty crescendo tonight of very hoarse frothing and ranting with feedback, only to have the sound turned down dramatically - so maybe someone finally reported the public nuisance. It wasn't even me.  We give thanks for small mercies.

The kids are mid exams and tomorrow James is off to St Thomas for his final Team BVI international Optimist regatta - a slightly bitter-sweet reminder that he is growing up and moving on. I sadly can not make it as the bakery is busy on Fridays & Saturdays and there is payroll too. We're going to try and go through on Sunday, if I'm still standing.

It's just a matter of hanging in and holding on at the moment. The kids finish up school for the year next week and August is shimmering on the horizon. We're just trying not to lose sight of land or reality or sanity.