A post about post
We were on the balcony in time to see the Wednesday Blue Star pull in on its way down from Piraeus. Not a lot of activity going on there, which is to be expected, though the Friday ferry last week was quite busy. I have to drop down to Yialos later this morning to check the post office, and that made me wonder how the postal service was doing. I’ve seen some posts (oops, pun) in various places suggesting that it might be taking longer than usual these days, and I’ve got a couple of things on order that will be a test. A small package from Germany via eBay is one, and that should be here by now as it’s been two weeks. I’m also waiting for two books from Amazon UK, and one rare book from America.
Mind you, delivery times have always varied. At some times during the year, you can expect a package (a book, for example) to arrive here from the UK within two weeks or ten days, but that’s when there are more flights and in the summer. In the winter, it’s also possible for the post to take only a few days, but that’s more pot luck as the actual delivery to the island can take time depending on weather and boats. When we moved into this house, we ordered new furniture from Ikea on the mainland, and that was put on the boat within ten days. It then took another two weeks to arrive from Piraeus because the boat kept sailing right past due to high winds and a swell. We watched it on Marine Traffic going up and down the line but never managing to pull in. It did, finally, and Lefteris brought it up to the Olive Tree, and we carried it home from there. A three-seater sofa, a two-seater, two wardrobes, two bedside cabinets, and a couple of other things in large flat-pack boxes. That done, arms aching and dripping with sweat even though it was winter, we were just flopping into a newly constructed sofa when we had a phone call from Michaels Delivery (as he’s called on my phone) telling us a new fridge freezer was waiting for us at the Olive Tree, and we had to drag that up to the house too. It’s not far from there to here, but doing it with no feeling in your arms and legs was an effort.
But I am reminiscing. This morning, Wednesday, after I’ve had a slice of toast, I’m off down the hill to see if anything has arrived before trudging back up to do the shopping on the way home. After lunch, when Neil goes to work, I have a chapter to write of another new Clearwater story which is going rather well, though I say so myself. Any day now I am expecting book six of the series to come back from my proofreader, and then I’ll have to do the layout for that and get it up there for my readers. You can keep an eye on what’s happening through my penname site. www.jacksonmarsh.com which I update now and then, and where I run a newsletter you can subscribe to. Again, I only send out a newsletter every now and then, so no-one gets bombarded with info. Right! Off to the kitchen and then the harbour to see what’s what and hopefully take some photos. The shots today are from the balcony. Again.
