So this morning was a little tense, as we all had our own views on where we wanted to go and eat our last dinner tonight, and it wasn't unanimous.

You see Mary Anne and Professor fancied Tasty's which I think is a small quite low-key local Caribbean place that I gather was rather popular. On the other hand myself, Aphrodite, Tex Man and Sweat Pant boy wanted to be lavish for our last night and go to Moulihana. Did you notice that I ommitted Morpheus and Hermes from the gang?. Listen to be honest those two will go wherever me and Aphrodite say we're going, so long as the food is hot and the beer is wet they don't give a shit.

Yes I know that doesn't shine them in a very manly light, but honestly it's not like that, they are both just REALLY REALLY laid back and don't let things get to them. Maybe Professor sometimes should take a lesson out of their book. Oops I'm in trouble for that one.

Now normally when Professor REALLY wants to go somewhere it's kind of hard not to notice his feelings, but to be honest I was impressed, because he totally let Mary Anne make the decision and because the rest of us (including, we thought Carol and Noel) were the majority she opted to come to Moulihana, mainly because I think it was our last night and yes it was important for us all to be together tonight. You know good friends, having fun, toasting each other etc.

So happily we booked the restaurant, god knows what I'm going to wear.

So after a lovely morning on the beach, the 10 of us, oops no 8 of us (Carol and Noel had hired some scooters and gone off exploring) went to Tex Man's and Sweat Pant Boys for a delightful lunch. On arrival we saw that Carol and Noel had returned from what seemed a fun mornings scootering around the island. I was hoping that they would stay a while, or at least for lunch and tell us about their trip, but they'd already eaten and headed off to the pool for a last days sun session.

It was funny because during our lunch, we were all sat round the table chatting away, when all of a sudden these 2/3 men came walking in the villa, taking off their baseballs caps as they walked and promptly asked if this was the bar??? Does it look like a bar you idiots??? Well, we didn't say that but honestly how dumb, you know there was a table granted, but there was also a kitchen, couches, you know stuff that ISN'T in a bar and if it is it's round the back. All very bizarre.

So this afternoon we all spent many many hours on the beach soaking up the last of what we will see until summer, rays of sun. I, personally sat underneath the umbrella, with cowboy hat on, sunglasses, reading my book. Guess what?

I STILL GOT FUCKING BURNT

All over my chest and my face, you should of seen the state of me, I swear, I've completely had enough now and really do want to go home.

So after searching high and low for something to wear that could cover up most of my chest, we went for dinner. I swear if I'd of had a veil, I would of worn that, yeah would of looked like some freaky muslim woman but I'm telling you my face is BURNING.

So the six of us left around 7:20pm in the jeep and the plan was to meet up with the others at 7:30.

So we're sat there when suddenly in walks a very knackered looking Tex Man and Sweat Pant Boy. They had chosen to walk the beach, hadn't realised how far and how treacherous walking on an un-lit beach really was and so they were a bit overwhelmed. Of course I ask the stupid question of where Carol and Noel were, which is when they told us that they weren't coming. So there you go, totally stood up on our last night. Shame but what can you do. I guess we were all a bit disappointed but then maybe they just wanted to hang by themselves, which is understandable. Anyway, whatever.

I'm so glad we chose this place, it was wonderful. My only complaint was that you had to walk a bloody mile to get to the toilets, apart from that it was fab. Professor took like 15 minutes looking through the thickest wine list I've ever seen, which he of course loves.

Our waiters were extremely competent, no missing of coffee orders etc, then again they may not have been able to put together basted eggs.

The meal was absolutely superb, we were completely stuffed and even my burning face feeling subsided, probably due to all the alcohol. We retired to the bar, had a few more drinkies and then like we have done for the past 7 nights, completely died of exhaustion. I'm telling you lying on a beach is hard bloody work mate.

Aphrodite was an angel, took one lot home then came back for me Morpheus and Hermes, very sweet.