| In Search of Kydd’s
Caribbean
I hadn’t been to the Caribbean before, but I planned to set
my third book, SEAFLOWER, there – and so it was that Kathy
and I set out one cold January morning in 2001 in search of Thomas
Kydd’s Caribbean – a time when sugar was king and Yellow
Jack a dreaded peril…
First stop was Jamaica. My task, as always on these trips, was
to transport myself back in time to the eighteenth century, to the
world Kydd would have known – exotic foods like ackee
and bammy, legends of Henry Morgan’s notorious Port
Royal, uprisings of the Maroons (escaped African slaves)
– and, of course, the activities of the Royal Navy.
The four days we allowed for Jamaican research went all too quickly
and then it was off to Antigua and the lovingly restored English
Harbour. In this Georgian dockyard I could see Kydd facing many
challenges, from fever to the ire of the master shipwright. Guadeloupe
followed, and a feel for the French presence.
Then Barbados, which is actually a coral island, set apart from
the rest of the eastern Caribbean chain. In Kydd’s day Barbados
was more English than England!
All too soon our time was up, but on the bare bones of my plot
I had been able to flesh out the details of this special episode
in a young seaman’s life. In fact, I had an embarrassment
of riches – certainly enough to tuck some away for another
visit to the Caribbean in a future book…
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These buildings at English
Harbour were victualling offices in Kydd’s time |
Kathy outside a plantation
great house |
The capstan, used for careening
ships |
Day’s end |
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