CO and AM had gone for the upmarket version of the holiday. While we were stuck at the resort with everyone else, they hired their own private island (maximum occupancy 3), and came over by yacht to join the rest of us whenever they wanted to partake in any organised activities.
The holiday was ruined when CO started arguing with me over £10,000 that I owed him for a research project. AM just shrugged her shoulders as each of us appealed to her to adjudicate our dispute. Meanwhile the rest of the holiday-makers were preparing for a day of scuba diving.
I left CO fuming, and abandoned any idea of fun with my friends for the day. I ended up walking the rainy streets of Edinburgh, completely unshod, wearing nothing but a thin T shirt and baggy track suit bottoms.