Our three little dinghies sped across the blue bay in a mood of Swallows and Amazons Adventure and we slowed down, unsure of the bottom contours when we entered the narrowing river. I was reminded of other excursions into unknown waterways, remember Las Perlas? But here we should not find any salt water crocs. Although …

I should have twigged when Andrew signed off the VHF with the words “so you can come and pick me up” that he was coming by road and would need a lift to the boat. Soon a uniformed figure was leaning against a palm tree on the resort frontage and Rob and I dashed through …

Just before we left NZ we watched one of Gail’s films, a true story made by the villagers from a rural community on Tanna, one of the islands in the Vanuatu Archipelago about a young couple, Dain, son of the chief, and Wawa who together changed the marriage laws on that island forever. They both …