Every Wednesday here at the resort, we have a barbecue evening set out on the beach when the weather permits, otherwise we are all bundled into the slightly dryer Horizons restaurant, and this lady comes out to play:
Sian and I have probably seen Cheryl perform about 40 times. She is amazing. She has the most incredible control I have ever seen. Reminiscent of Bruce Lee in ‘Enter the Dragon’ (?!) she is able to move each individual muscle – muscles that I am sure do not even exist on my abused, overweight carcass – with the utmost of ease. It really is fascinating to watch.
Despite her amazing skill, however, we find it very painful each and every time we walk through the barbecue. The show is more about ‘the guest experience’, rather than a showcase of the art of Limbo. There is the inevitable ‘get the kids up and have a go’, followed by the painful parents – more specifically dads, dancing with the pretty Bajan lady who wiggles her hips oh-so provocatively. Then the fire is whipped out and we are treated to some pyrotechnic antics.
And she is better than that. Much better.
But please – I don’t begrudge Cheryl. The show is what it has to be, forty minutes of pure holiday gold for the beered up Brits, but when you see the finale – I sometimes wish we could focus more on the art than the audience participation.
Because it truly is breathtaking.
Cheryl has been the Limbo Queen in Barbados for a good few years now, but the sport is dying. No one is as interested in the calypso-fuelled past time, and Cheryl has no one to pass the torch onto. This may sound ridiculous, but when you see her do her thing, it does make me wonder – will my kids returning to Barbados as Beered up Brits be able to enjoy this amazing performance?…Because, believe it or not, the amazing Cheryl is over 40 years old.