The "wicker man" that we always bought our wicker from was a great guy named David. He used to hang out in the woods past the private villa after you make the cut through the woods on the way up to Sandals. He got beat up a number of years ago in a local dispute and had his leg broken which kept him off the beach for awhile. We saw him a year or two ago and he was fine. Don't see him on a regular basis anymore. Still appreciate his "handy work".