As usual, I had a good idea of what to write about, last night, but have now completely forgotten what that was. I could tell you about my dream where I lost my cello on a flight from somewhere to somewhere else, but that’s not very exciting. What’s more entertaining is that, when leaving the house yesterday afternoon, we were met by Michaelis coming to read the electricity meter. What was fun about that was that I’d only just seen him on TV a day before, running in the Athens half marathon. He got back here and back to work pretty fast, but then, he is a marathon runner.
We are still walking in a spring wonderland.
People are starting to tidy up their houses and businesses getting ready for Easter, and after that, the summer season. The outside of our house looks like a dodgy work of art, but it’s not up to us or our limited bank account to redecorate it. We take care of the inside which, to date, has involved two or three repaints inside, including the courtyard, balcony and ironwork, a new bathroom ceiling, a hot water tank and about four water pumps, plus general day-to-day stuff like renewing the traps under the sinks and having various bits and pieces repaired as anyone must do.
Right, the sun’s up and so am I, though I’m still looking for that missing cello… I must get on. I’ll try to remember to write down my brilliant ideas for tomorrow you have something more interesting to read with your morning coffee.
