House for Alice

    

Because they're stuck on a tiny boat, with no refreshing rain (just hours of sunshine), and no noisy engines (just the soothing sound of a breeze in the sails and gentle waves on the bow), down in the Caribbean (how jealous am I, how not is Fay!) A & G asked to see the house.

Seeing as they've just crossed the Atlantic, I don't see the issue with popping through the Panama Canal and up the west coast, but Fay thought some pic's would be appreciated.

And look - not a jug in sight!