Stories from Hermitage

Postcards from Hermitage

Stories of the house, the island and the people who have shaped life at Hermitage.

A family collection

Small Stories from a Small Island

“Postcards from Hermitage is where I write down the things I notice, remember and am told — stories of the house and gardens, of Nevis, of food and weather, weddings and Christmas, neighbours, guests and the odd monkey passing through.

Some are memories. Some are things happening now. Others are stories I was told as a child and never quite wanted to lose.

I add another whenever there is something worth sending home.”

— Richie Lupinacci

The Postcards

  • Gentle waves on a sandy beach

    Beach Story

    Beneath the sands of the beach at Gallows Bay, near the pier of our primary port Charlestown, lies the wreckage that time has buried on our shores…

  • Pantyhead

    We speak our own dialect in Nevis, it is a version of English that is filled with its own rhythm and cadence, and rife with its own sublimated context.

  • Tree of Life

    Next to the oldest wooden house in the Caribbean, in our garden grows a sapling called The Tree of Life. It is Lignum Vitae and from it comes the hardest wood we know.

  • Rainbows

    We have gremlins in our midst. They are little creatures that like to cause trouble; tinkering with water pipes and chewing on power lines.

  • Four glasses of water standing on an ornate white cast iron garden table

    Jumbie Table

    When we returned to Nevis after our honeymoon my wife and I moved into our house with a peculiar feeling of being followed.


More About Hermitage

These stories are only one way into Hermitage. You can read about the old Great House and the family that came to live here, find your way through the rooms, cottages and villas, or see what is happening around the table.

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