Picture this: a tiny island, no cars, just sandy roads that are more like paths, really. The kind of place where everyone knows everyone and it’s empty have the year as the tourists head home), and the pace of life is dictated by the gentle ebb and flow of the Caribbean Sea.

An american influenced country masquerading as a British one. Despite the Queen on the money, the plugs are the frail US ones, when you order coffee they’ll ask if you want cream.