I’m not hanging around here for long this morning, there’s too much to do: housework, bits of shopping, peeling vegetables, going to the dentist…

Sadly yes. I had a tooth fall in half yesterday lunchtime which resulted in a going ‘off to see the wizard, the wonderful wizard of teeth,’ aka Vasilis, at seven last night. He told me it was an old root canal which is why it wasn’t hurting, and took half of it out there and then; well, it kind of fell out, and he discovered two pieces of ‘wire’ left in from when the work had been done. Apparently that’s quite common. So this morning, in about two hours’ time I am going back to have the rest of it taken out. No peanut brittle for me on Christmas Day!

While out and about yesterday though (still trying to track down this delivery for Neil which doesn’t seem to have reached anywhere here yet), I caught a couple of snaps on the camera. The nativity scene in the garden at To Steno in Yialos, the cat on duty at the Windmill in Horio, the village square, empty and quiet and the view from Elpida’s café where we had coffee while she was cooking an apple cake.

It was all very quiet out and about yesterday, a lot of people are away for Christmas, there are only a few tavernas open (two that I can immediately think of, and three souvlaki places), the shops in town are still open, mostly, but there’s hardly anyone in them.

Oh, and news from the town hall, via the dentist’ chair, is that it’s all going well with the new team and everyone is working hard on the paperwork needed to raise money as there is no money and what little there is requires acres of forms filled out.

Right, so I have to go and prepare myself for Christmas Eve and what may come: tooth extraction and tomato soup I think. I probably won’t be blogging tomorrow, so have a great Christmas if you celebrate it, be peaceful and remember to stay calm, it’s a celebration!

I’ll be back on Monday.

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Where were we? Ah yes, in Yialos, carrying a rucksack full of small packets, hunting for another one from TNT and trying to remember where we had to go next. Money done, post done, now it was time to pick up a couple of bottles of something for Christmas Day. Here’s a nice thing about shopping on Symi: you don’t just shop, you have chats and pick up on news and get fed.

We were browsing around the Emporium picking up a couple of bottles and wondering if we really needed another box of after eight mints (we did, they were a gift for someone) and then headed to the checkout where Georgina had some… Well, I didn’t catch the name, if I was told it, but it was a kind of slice of bread but not. She gave us a piece each to try. It was homemade, with semolina, flour, cinnamon, and cloves but no sugar, much better for you than the things you buy at the bakery, she said, apparently there is far too much sugar and salt in those pies, and I think I agree.

So, bottles bought, fed and chatted to, it was on to the ‘super market’ for some cat food and some Christmas cheer from various people called Yiannis who work there, and then time to stop for lunch. The first place we called into was open, and someone did go rushing out to find someone else to serve us, but we were the only people there and after ten minutes of non-activity we set off for somewhere else. And again we were the only people there, it was around 1.30 by now, not to early, not too late for lunch. The Yiannis there gave us the wine and then vanished to make a delivery, but was back in a few minutes.

A little later during our lunch break, I came out from the washroom to catch the end of a conversation between Neil and Yianni. Yianni was saying, ‘My father has his name day on Christmas Day.’ ‘Oh really,’ I say, ‘what name does he have then?’ There was a slight pause and then, ‘Well, Christos of course.’ Ah yes, silly me.

So we had a traditional Christmas giros and a glass of red before deciding that, with all these bags and bottles and packages, we would get a taxi up the hill.

Not. No taxis by now (approaching three p.m.) and no bus due to run on that hour, so a slow walk up a long hill with bottles, bags, cat food, packages, and on to home for the wrapping and some chilling out before Friday night’s card game with the neighbours. There’ that’s the end of that day’s scintillating adventure in ‘town’ as we call it around here. If you thought that was a roller coaster ride of fun and thrills you just wait until tomorrow!

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Just catching up on weekend activities… A morning in Yialos for the annual Symi Dream Christmas party (a giros) and a Saturday walk down to Pedi followed by a quiz, a Sunday at home for the day and a dinner out in the evening, all very chilled and relaxed.

I have some photos to show you various parts of Symi in December, taken over the last couple of days and I’ll be putting up a blog post every day until Christmas Day, then I may take a couple of days off, so if I ‘go dark’ it’s (hopefully) not because I’ve exploded after eating too much on Christmas Day, it’ll be because I fancied a couple of days without having to think of anything to write.

So, Friday morning, I finished off some things at home, pottered about a bit, doing the hoovering and suchlike and catching up on the washing. Ah yes, you see, living on a little Greek island brings with it the same daily routines and rat-race-chores that we all have. A bit of light dusting, nothing too strenuous, and then a wander down the steps to Yialos. The accountant wasn’t in which is both a blessing and a pain as there are two large bills to be settled before the business can finally be said to be closed, and on into town.

We were just walking over the bridge when Neil had a phone call from a courier company, TNT, saying there was a package for him. ‘Where are you?’ he asked, not being too sure where TNT deliver to on Symi, ‘It’s on Symi,’ she replied, ‘Yes but…’ and that was the end of that call as far as she was concerned. We called in at the post office, collected a pile of bits and pieces and then headed off to find TNT. We checked ASC first, but they were away for five minutes please come back later, and then I went and asked Sarantis as he used to take deliveries, but he doesn’t and he didn’t know where TNT might be.

So, Neil called back to ASC and found them in but not knowing who the agent for TNT was, so he called into the newsagents, who are a courier agent, but who also didn’t know who TNT delivered to. And then we tried the bookshop as they also take deliveries from DHL, but no, no TNT and nothing for us (still awaiting some Christmas presents ordered two months ago). I phoned the TNT lady back and had an in depth conversation along the lines of, ‘you called us just now, you have a delivery for us, where is it?’ Apparently it is on Symi, in Yialos, with Valantis- someone. ‘Yes,’ I say, probing a little deeper, ‘but where is he? What shop is he next to?’ ‘I don’t know,’ she says, ‘I am in Rhodes.’

So we thought, ‘if in doubt, ask a postman’ and were just heading back to the post office when George (the postman) came around the corner on his moped. ‘Ah,’ he says waving cheerily, ‘did you open your box?’ Tempted to reply, ‘no, we took the money,’ we instead told him that we had, and asked where TNT went to. I mentioned the lady in Rhodes had said Valantis-someone, but no, apparently the TNT deliveries now go to George’s wife back at the newsagents and if they’d rung to say it was here then it was probably on the boat that night. All rather confused, but now knowing where this mysterious thing might turn up, we thanked him and set off for the rest of our adventure, intending to return to the hunt on Monday or Tuesday.

Stay tuned for part two of this riveting, action packed thrill ride tomorrow.

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You may already be a member, you may have thought about it but been put off for some reason, you may not have needed it, but maybe now’s the time to log back in and have a browse around, or to sign up and take a look and get chatting about Symi, Greece. There’s lots to learn, lots of nice people to meet, helpful tips from regular visitors, and Symi residents alike, and it’s more specific and focused than many of the Symi Facebook pages – and not everyone has a Facebook addiction. It’s also friendly, positive and poses no technical challenges to those who are wary of being online.

I am talking about the Symi Visitor Chat Pages, as they are sometimes called. It’s actually the Symi Forum now, as the following information from the Symi Forum community outreach press and publicity department officer explains:

“Symi Chat” the internet forum run by Symi Visitor has moved to a new home: symiforum.com

Over the last eight years its 820 members have made more than 31,000 mostly Symi-related posts on the site.

Much has changed in the internet world over those eight years and the creaky old software running the forum was well past its best-before date, causing no end of bother. So, a new forum was set up, running on fancy modern software and after a lot of faffing about, most of the posts from the old site were copied over.

The user accounts were copied over too so members will be able to continue using their existing username. Passwords have been changed though. Most members will have been sent an email with their login details, including a new password, so should be able to log in to the new site. Anyone who wants to continue using their old user name but didn’t get their email (the email address list is very old!) should contact admin@symiforum.com for help.

Anyone who had the old forum symivisitor.forumco.com bookmarked should change their bookmark to symiforum.com The links on the Symi Visitor home page will soon be changed to take you to the new forum automatically.

Me: So, I’ll leave you with this and their link [Symi forum] and the suggestion that you might like to a) renew/refresh/use your membership and see what’s new, b) sign up (free of course) for a new membership and start browsing and chatting, c) pass this post on to others who may be interested, or share this post around Facebook, and d) pop in to the new-look forum and wish everyone a happy Christmas. See you back here on Monday though, don’t be late!

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Random blog this morning (yesterday afternoon). Have just had rather a busy day and am expecting another one tomorrow (today). You’ll get used to it.

When I say busy, I mean busy for me/us. It started during the night with a thunderstorm around five in the morning which got me up to go and unplug the essentials in the front room; phone, computer, router etc. One power surge and we’re electronically cut off for days. Back to bed just in time for the Alarm Cat to wake me up again, and so to the desk by just after 6.30 and emails to do, things to check and so on. A morning spent working and doing some weight lifting (as you do), while Neil dashed to the post office, got caught in more rain, went to a Pilates class and came back with another bill for the shop we no longer have.

I made lunch and we took an hour and twenty minutes off to have that and watch an episode of something on TV before Neil headed off to a Zumba class and I set about the house chores: wrapping a few more presents (still loads to hope will arrive on Friday’s boat), and then hoovering the house from one end to the other, then polishing and tidying the sitting room, and then having a shave and all this while the cooker was absorbing the over cleaner I’d sprayed on it, after translating the back of the can to see if I needed to heat up or not. I didn’t, and neither did the oven. Then half an hour on my knees cleaning the inside of the thing, with Jimmy Somerville as my favoured throwback musical accompaniment, then tidying up some left over boxes, and now sitting down to write this before Neil gets back and I make dinner.

That should be followed by a postponed game of golf, all being well, and tomorrow promises to be even more fun with another trip to Yialos a possibility, and certainly more housework and writing, I hope.

So, that’s the kind of thing that goes on in our house during the winter months, in case you were wondering. That and picking up towels after it’s rained, putting them down when it is raining, checking things are unplugged when there’s a storm, emptying the trash and, it feels like, endlessly shopping. I’ll let you get on with your random Friday now and go and clean the bathroom or something.

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