Yesterday, a barge arrived, accompanied by a tug, and has ended up over in Petini where there is some major work going on along the quay. Such excitement.
There’s also work taking place at ‘Council Corner’ on the road up, where a treatment plant is being installed. Recently, we’ve had temperatures of 35° at 6.00 in the morning, which is when one of the diggers was starting work on the rocks and ‘road’ around the bottom of the headland, below the new treatment works. This caused some discussion and complaint on social media, and elsewhere, no doubt.
You know, you come on holiday only to be woken at 6.00 by an early start. Can’t be pleasant, not when it’s a repetitive, monotonal hammering from across the bay. Up here in the village, we have the all-night cockerels, the occasional random donkey, and the cat fights, and I can also hear the hammering, dynamite, dumping, crashing, and whatever else work is going on all year round anywhere in the natural amphitheatre below. There’s always something happening. I remember the motorbikes too, during the lockdown period when the island’s macho bikers were bored and so had a competition to see who could be the loudest (or so it seemed) and raced up and down through the village/island at all hours of the night. Until a special police unit came over to sort it out.
Life becomes quiet at three, usually, because, with the temperature higher than it was even at 6.00 in the morning, building work usually stops for safety reasons and many people head home for a siesta. Of course, some, must stay and work through it at the bars, tavernas and shops (our godson is lucky if he has an hour away from the kitchen between four and five pm). Others might head down to the sea to cool off and calm down, and that’s what we can do now with a shot of Pedi one quiet morning last week…
