[click] June 29. Dinner last night was a civil affair. Amy was there, but she was surprisingly quiet, letting Ann and I talk. I explained about the lawyers, how it was all a misunderstanding, talked about the timing of things. How it was their idea about cutting Ann out, and how I never responded with any information. She seemed to at least begin to understand. I said that the emails we exchanged really did mean something. I've never had an ulterior motive in my life. I just about have the brains for your basic motive, without confusing the issue. Anyway she softened a bit and we’re spending tomorrow looking for Fanny’s grave. We parted on good terms but I didn't feel it was appropriate to suggest we walk back up to the top of the Bath Hotel, though it was quite close.

[click] Reporting for the Puckering Gazette, Simon Tinsley. I can report that we found Fanny’s grave. It was a bloody great thing in Fig Tree Church. Ann had been scouring the graveyards, but I found it inside. Actually I was trying to cool off a bit! Strange grave really. There were some cherubs above her and she stood facing two blokes with a baby at her feet. Ann feels like it was symbolic. The inscription said "Let those who have cause against me judge me now". Whatever. Actually Ann and I had a great day, we work well together. This place is amazing. Ann was talking about the history and how important this island was in the past. Nelson got married here! I wonder if he has a Puckering connection? We saw a number of sugar mills, an Carib Indian site full of pottery, and two forts. We had a pleasant dinner and I got a brief kiss out of it. We agreed to meet for a day at the beach tomorrow.  [click]