Ikea, from Athens to Symi in three texts and a phone call

Kalo mina, happy first of the month. Now, let’s talk about furniture, and in particular, furniture from Ikea. It is now possible to order from Ikea.gr online and have your items delivered to Symi. Apparently. [caption id="attachment_13056" align="alignleft" width="300"]Symi Greece photos It's a doer-upper for sure. (Actually it's a site hut at the quarry, or something.)[/caption] Hearing this wonderful news from Jenine who is, let’s face it, the answer to every man’s online shopping needs, I dashed to Ikea.gr to look for a television stand for our new TV. I found two and dithered between them for a while. One was as long as the table we currently use and the idea was to make more space so I went for the smaller one and now wonder if perhaps I should have gone for the larger one. I decided that if it is too small and looks silly I can either buy another and match them up, or just laugh at it because it looks silly. Thing is, it’s not arrived yet. Now then, nil desperandum because the site did say delivery within seven working days and this order was only placed last week, so I am not expecting any news until today at the earliest. At least I wasn't, but what Ikea do now, if you want them to, is send you text messages so you can track the progress of your new TV stand from warehouse you yourhouse. Within seconds of paying for my purchase I was sent a message thanking me (with a backup email saying the same) and then, a day later, I was sent another telling me it was warmly wrapped and ready to travel, and then another to say that, after a restful night, it had been dispatched. [caption id="attachment_13057" align="alignright" width="300"]Symi Greece photos The 'Symi' coming into harbour.[/caption] The following day I am at work when my phone rings. I didn't recognise the number though I can see it is an Athens code. Interesting I think, I wonder who this is. I answer and a cheerful chap on the other end asks me if I speak Greek. I explain, fluently, that I don’t speak it very well. He is clearly knocked sideways by this paradox, and so he speaks to me in English. Okay, fine by me, but who are you and how can I help you? He asks if I will be at home all day tomorrow, which I think is a little forward of him until he explains that he has a delivery for me from Ikia. That’s how it sounds, all run together, Ikia, to rhyme with stickier. Ah, Ikea! Now they are phoning me as well as texting me, jolly good. And yes, I will be in between nine and two tomorrow. The conversation continues: [caption id="attachment_13058" align="alignleft" width="225"]Symi Greece photos The handy sign on the donkey path (mentioned the other day)[/caption] Between nine and two? Yes, but would it be easier if I picked it up? You want to collect it? Where are you? [Something I didn’t catch.] Or would it be easier if you dropped it at the Rainbow Bar or the Olive Tree? Where? You know, Yiannis’ bar in Horio. Where? [Last few lines repeated in Greek but to no avail. He still asks, Where?] Where are you calling from? I ask, recalling the Athens post code. [A muffled rustle of papers, a guttural wheeze, and something resembling a grunt.] I will call you later, he says. And the phone goes down. Poor chap, must have thought I was in Athens, he clearly hadn’t read the address. But that is kind of how you get things delivered around here. Where shall I take it? You know, the house opposite where [name withheld] used to live before he got caught cheating with… Oh yes, him, opposite there? Yes. Tomorrow… That’s what I call a local postal service. Anyway, the upshot is that I am still waiting for said TV stand to arrive on the island, or at least for another entertaining phone call from ‘confused of Kolonaki’ or wherever he was calling me from. Meanwhile, the TV sits on the table as before and our house is still Ikea free. And for anyone who has not heard it, here is our take on the Ikea comedy song idea. (Lyrics by James Collins and Keith Bursnall, sung by Keith Bursnall; nothing I can do about the image.)
Wednesday, October 1st, 2014 No Comments
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Judas Curse update-ish

Yesterday I received a photo of the editor for ‘The Judas Curse’ so I thought I would share it. [caption id="attachment_13049" align="alignleft" width="300"]Dan in his editing suite Dan in his editing suite[/caption] It shows Dan at work, but not on the film, he's working on some advertisement, but the notes that came with the picture were interesting. “That picture, of course, doesn’t show Dan on TJC. The screen is showing some golf commercial he was working on at the time it was taken. Describing the editing process would probably be like describing paint drying. He’s basically playing each clip over and over again, and deciding which bits of which clips to mix and match. I know that when they edited Apocalypse Now they estimated that actual cutting and splicing averaged about 10 seconds a day for three years. The rest of the 12 hours per day for three years was spent watching and re-watching each clip hundreds of times through and deciding exactly where to cut and where to join.” [caption id="attachment_13050" align="alignright" width="300"]Symi Greece photos View from Profit Ilias monastery, Saturday[/caption] So, the bottom line from that I guess is, editing takes a long time. We’ve seen the first 40 minutes of the film, in a very rough cut, without the full sound and music and with some parts of scenes still to be added in. It’s looking very good, though it’s going to take a while yet before we see it at a film festival or on the shelves. Meanwhile, I think everyone has cleared up after the weekend storm. Our house remained very dry thanks to an early roof painting session, and so far we’ve had no ill effects from the recent wet weather, apart from the doors starting to expand and not fit properly. The temperature is now set to rise again, apparently, though it was still cold at six yesterday morning. There’s a definite smell of autumn in the air, which is very refreshing. [caption id="attachment_13051" align="alignleft" width="300"]Symi Greece photos Chapel floor tiles[/caption] I have a quiet week ahead now, with nothing much actually planned or booked in, apart from the ‘must do’ thing of having to go and pay the water bill before Friday. That’s about as exciting as it gets around here for me at the moment. But not long to go now and the season will be over, work finished and I can spend my days walking and writing and starting on my complete novel mentoring course. Ah, here comes October…
Tuesday, September 30th, 2014 No Comments
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A walk to the church of the Profit Ilias, Symi

I managed to get out for a walk on Saturday before the rain came in. And when it rained, it rained. We had a thunderstorm in the late afternoon, early evening, during which several folk became trapped in the Rainbow bar, myself included, where we watched no less than three football matches while waiting to make our escape. Mind you, I can think of worse places to be trapped for a couple of hours. After that we made a dash for the taverna, Zoe’s, where we joined Harry and his family for dinner. But back to the walk… [caption id="attachment_13040" align="alignleft" width="150"]Symi Greece photos The sign to look for[/caption] [caption id="attachment_13041" align="alignright" width="150"]Symi Greece photos The start of the path[/caption] I went up through the village, passing the museum (still being renovated) and into the square at Ag. Triada, and then turned left and made my way up to the top road at Periotisa. There I walked down to the main road and carried on down to the corner at Ag. Marina. If you want to follow this walk then you can come up by the main road. Start at the bus stop at Kampos and walk along the main road passing the sports hall and take a couple of the hairpins until you see the concrete reservoir and the sign to Ag. Marina. There, you've joined me now. So, walk a little way towards the church and cemetery and just before it there’s the start of a path that heads up the hillside. It’s next to the big tree. A few feet up that path you find an old bed frame (known as a gate around here), and you may need to untie a few knots to get it open. Make sure you tie them back up afterwards. [caption id="attachment_13042" align="alignleft" width="150"]Symi Greece photos A bed/gate[/caption] [caption id="attachment_13043" align="alignright" width="150"]Symi Greece photos View from the top of the field[/caption] Now then, here I made up my own path but I think you are meant to go to the right and follow a donkey track up. I wasn't sure which way to go so I recalled the friends of my youth, who were the children of farmers, who told me that no one very much minds if you cut through their fields as long as you stay to the edge. At least they didn’t on Romney Marsh in the 1970s, so I followed the left-side fence around and up until it met the wall of the monastery I was heading to. Through another old bedstead-gate (complete with even more knots), I then found the top of the donkey path and there I was at the monastery of the Profit Ilias. [caption id="attachment_13044" align="alignleft" width="300"]Symi Greece photos Outside the monastery[/caption] The main chapel was locked but the upper, smaller one was open so I was able to have a look inside there for a few minutes, and then, being totally on my own, I sat and took in the view down to Pedi and across to the ‘quarry.’ And that’s the way I headed back, down the concrete road and through the quarry grounds. An old chap came out to wave at me but it was a friendly wave not a ‘be off with you young scamp’ type of wave, so that was okay. And then, I just carried on walking up the main road, past the Kantia and over to Xisos. [caption id="attachment_13045" align="alignright" width="300"]Symi Greece photos Inside the chapel[/caption] The main road splits and there is a sign to Panormitis, heading left, and one carrying straight on to Tolis beach and Xisos, and several other places. I got as far as ‘Pat’ the dog, who wasn't there, and then turned back and came down the path past Ag. Paraskevi. That’s a nice walk, though a bit bumpy under foot at times, and it leads you eventually back into the village. I stopped en route to admire a pair of ravens that were riding the airwaves above me, and noticed the gathering gloom of the clouds. There’s a handy sign now in place where this donkey path splits, and, when heading the other way, you can choose to turn left and scramble up to the road and towards Panormitis, or carry on to Xisos. What’s needed next are direction to actually find the start of the path in the village. [caption id="attachment_13046" align="alignleft" width="225"]Symi Greece photos In the monastery grounds[/caption] Anyhow, back in the village I wound my way back down through the lanes and to home. About an hour later the rain started and didn’t stop until sometime in the night. It cleared up on Sunday morning but Neil had to cancel his photo walk sadly, else it would have been more of a photo mud bath. And our party on the boat was also postponed from Sunday evening due to high winds, and was rescheduled for Monday evening, but we’ll have to miss it as that’s our wine night. But there you go. Apparently the police have said that summer is coming back from today, and who are we to argue?
Monday, September 29th, 2014 No Comments
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