Sunday morning Symi blog
As usual on a Monday I’m catching up on my rather limited news from the weekend, as far as late Sunday morning when I am writing this.
Friday evening was something of a Georgio’s-fest as a friend took us and a small party to dinner. I have to say, we have been using Georgio & Maria’s taverna quite a lot recently, mainly because we’re often loo lazy to cook something at home and also mainly (if you can have two mainlies) because it has been so reasonable. Often we find that if we were to cook at home what we had at the taverna, we probably would have paid more, and had to do the washing up. We have also eaten at Taverna Zoi, also very nice and there are different spins on traditional dishes there, but we’ve not been to Yialos as much as usual for lunch, mainly because we have been working hard through the mornings at home and don’t get finished in time, what with Neil turning round and going out to work at three.
I have to arrange for myself to get to town these days, reschedule things I want to do and to make sure I have enough time. I am heading down there today hopefully as the essentials need doing: finding more cat food (very essential for a quiet-ish life), and checking the bank, also the post office to see if our voting forms have arrived yet. I have seen notes from other British immigrants living abroad, as that’s what we are, saying that they have had their forms. It depends on the council organising them I guess, but if ours don’t arrive soon they won’t get back in time to count. Unless we ask some kindly visitor to take them away and trust them to post them when back in the UK. I also need to find some more hay fever things from the pharmacy and do a few other jobs, so that’s my plan for the day.
After a good feed on Friday, I spent Saturday at home, working on various book projects, thinking about doing housework and not getting around to it, battling the flying termites that are hatching from my office window frame, and clearing up the cat litter. The cat does tend to be rather enthusiastic about his digging, to the extent that the courtyard is covered with white grit each morning and the tray is practically empty. I think he just likes to make work for us idle humans to do.
Sunday morning (so far) was good. There are more boats down there in the harbour, I saw someone water skiing off Nos beach, the sun is back and the cold north-west wind has died down, so it feels decently hot again. Let’s hope this stays with us from now on as a cool wind makes all the difference when out and about, especially at night.
And finally (and I’ve not checked this yet as it’s still Sunday) there should be that interview over on http://effrosyniwrites.com/ for you to read and check out. When done, also scroll down and find other posts and maybe check out her novels.
Ah well, here comes Monday and only five days before my holiday.
