Trinidad Is Very, Very, Very, Very, Very, Very, Very, Very Small

Trinidad is a very small island. Really, really small. Microscopic.

Let me give you an example of how small:

Yesterday I received a call from one of our former registrants, now a Manager. From the minute she started to speak I knew she was a Trini. After we discussed the purpose of her call. I said "Are you from Trinidad" and she said "Yes" and then paused and then she said "Where in Trinidad are you from?" and I chuckled.

The conversation proceeded as follows:
Me: I'm from South Trinidad, Cocoyea in San Fernando
Her: Really? I'm from South too. Siparia way.
Me: I have family in Siparia
Her: Who?
Me: My mother and her siblings used to live on Siparia Road at one point. But now it's my Aunty Una
Her: Una ... Una. Wait ... I think I know her from the Catholic Church. Your uncle is a male nurse who was killed some time ago
Me: *baffled* Yes
Her: Jo is his name.
Me: Yes
Her: So that means you related to Cecil too
Me: That's my grandfather
Her: Really? I know your family real good

I just thought the whole incident was hilarious. I expect that to happen in Trinidad. In fact it does happen, all the time. It's a teacup and every body knows every body and their business. But all the way in London... come on man...