WARNING THIS ARTICLE CONTAINS A SMIDGE OF NAME DROPPING.

I did try to warn you so now you only have yourself to blame…

Tonight I attended a function at Government House the home of the Governor of the Cayman Islands.

On arrival the guests were greeted at the door by the Deputy Governor His Excellency Franz Manderson. We passed through the livingroom to the garden terrace overlooking The Governors Beach.

A bar was set up in the garden serving drinks. While we mingled canapes were served.

We were treated to a stunning sunset and a green flash!

But perhaps the most startling aspect of the whole evening, for me, was the fact that from the moment I arrived and walked up the drive I was struck by an overwhwlming sense of familiarity about the whole place.

A British Colonial bungalow. Not all that different from the one I lived in for a while as a child!

The house was very similar to the house we had on Jalan Richie in Ampang (Malaysia). the layout of the house was near identical to one of my childhood homes.

I felt quite at home!