I think Fridays will become ‘A catchup on the week and random photo day,’ not that any other day on these pages isn’t random enough.

What have I done this week? Not an easy one to answer as I can’t remember what I did yesterday, let alone… Oh yes. One of the highlights was celebrating 26 years of meeting the man currently throwing himself around the sitting room with grunts and gasps. (Home workout routine before he goes swimming. I, meanwhile, hide and hope I’m not picked on to join in.) We went to Georgio’s Taverna for dinner with a couple of friends and received a hearty feed for a very reasonable price.

I have spent my average of 50 hours per week at this machine wearing away the keyboard and wondering why the H has almost faded and how long the T will last. I have stickers to replace them when I wear out the letters. I’ve spent a couple of hours at the piano trying to master a Mozart sonata I should have mastered years ago but was too busy playing swing, jazz and musical numbers to bother, and have started planning my piano student’s fourth year which should start this month when the schools go back.

Er… Oh, I went up and down the hill a couple of times to plot murders and things. Only book related, you understand. I’ve also been reading about music halls of the late 19^th century and how they seemed to be more about scandal and court cases than song and dance. I’ve thought about changing the trap beneath the kitchen sink but not got around to it yet, and I have spent some time cleaning a cupboard. After that wrestle with the website, the tax bill got paid, freeing me up to donate some money to the water board. Michaelis came to read the meter weeks ago, but I’ve not yet seen the bill. It’s sometimes left in the gate, but never taken, and I wonder if it got put in the landlord’s post box by mistake. If so, it’s not there now (and neither is he), so someone may have taken it to pay on his behalf, thinking it was his. I’ll send a random amount to the account to keep things flowing and, one day, pop into the office with a reading to get the definitive bill. One day.

For now, it’s back to 1892, a steam train, a storm, a tower and a rather complicated piece of plotting which needs weeding in the second draft. Oh, I also watered the ‘garden’ this week.

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I was going to tell you that 21 years ago today Neil and I were in Athens on our way to a new life in Greece, rather a year in Greece to see how we got on, as that was the original plan. But…

21 years later, I find myself at my PC wrestling with the government’s tax payment system, and that has knocked all interesting and potentially humorous wind from my sails. I will return to our eleven-day journey to Symi tomorrow, and vent some of that wind, which is now steam. Please excuse me for a paragraph or two, but we’ll all feel better afterwards when I will share some random photos because you don’t want to look at photos of my tax return screen. You can’t anyway. I can’t get into it.

It’s yesterday afternoon and I have just spent a good hour trying to pay my tax and failing. It’s all very well providing an online system, Mr Greek Taxman, but when I can access it one day and not the next, when a friend can access it from her PC and find my ‘needs to be paid’ page, and I can’t, and when I’ve tried everything I can think of with no joy, well, I feel inclined to tell you where to insert your returns.

I shan’t, but I shall wait patiently and try again later, which has been my mantra for the past few days. I’ve tried at four in the morning when the system surely can’t be overloaded with grateful taxpayers clamouring to send you all their hard-earned loot, and I’ve tried at random times through the day – siesta time included – in all manners possible, only to receive the same message about a system error, or an incorrect password when it isn’t incorrect. I managed to get in two days ago with no hassle, but my bill wasn’t ready. Now it allegedly is, I appear to be defeated at the gates every time.

Yes, cookies cleared, add-ins disabled, VPN disabled, and all security put on pause (which is a bit worrying, but you never know), I’ve tried on two browsers, tried doing it standing on my head, copied the username and password direct, copied it via notepad, written it in by hand (played havoc with the screen), typed it, shouted it in two languages, but still, the government clearly do not want my tax payment.

It’s odd. I can’t get into Neil’s either although I could the other day. I have tried on his PC, and that won’t work, yet I was able to look at both a few days ago. Meanwhile, my trusted friend can access it fine, which makes me think it’s an issue on our PCs here, but both of them and randomly? I shall have to either bother my friend to let me in via her magic portal (mine, actually, but on her machine) or speak to my accountant.

Ah well, I will buy myself a cocktail at a certain bar instead, and still come out better off.

Thank you for listening.

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Hello and welcome to the week ahead. I was just looking through the photos I took over the weekend (there were only three, it didn’t take long), and thought I’d share them this morning because they sum up what I have recently been about. A corner, dustbins and a view.

The corner is my writing station, an Ikea arrangement that has useful shelves and space for my laptop, and where I can arrange my notes. As you’ll see, it doesn’t allow room for any extras like research books, and in this case, I had to bring in the music stand. I was referring to a book of maps from 1888, a London A to Z, in effect, and there is no space to lay it open. The music stand came in very handy.

If you were wondering what I was writing, it was/is the second part of a new Victorian mystery series. Part one has been out for a week now; a full-length novel set in 1892 concerning a London cabbie and his quest for a better life. Finding a Way is available here.

So far this summer on Symi I’ve come up against various polite enquiries from new friends and old: What do you do? Are you the one that writes the books? What have you been working on? Still writing? There are other versions of the same thing, and I don’t mind any of them, then there’s the: I hear you’re a writer. (Not a question as such but a statement designed to prompt a reply other than a simple ‘Yes.’) There are also comments such as, ‘You have been prolific,’ to which I usually reply, I still am, because writing is my full-time job. By full-time, I mean six to eight our per day, with a long lunch break and time off when I feel like it. Not the full-on 16 + hours a day some people around here put in to make ends meet through the summer, nor the 10-hour days of the labourers and others who work all year round.

When I am not full-time writing in my cosy corner, I try and go for a stroll to stretch the legs and let the mind adjust from fiction world to real – or, more usually, the other way around as I plot as I walk. I tell myself the next chapter in the story and then head home and regurgitate it as a first draft. Sometimes, I wander up the hill as far as I can bear, as I did on Friday…

Other times, I take a shorter walk around the village just to get my steps in, and on other days, I walk as far as the sitting room and collapse on the sofa with a game of ‘Sherlock’ on my tablet. Most afternoons I call down to the bar to see Neil and whoever is there, as a way of taking a break from the house, and on other more productive afternoons, after pottering with words some more, I might set about one of those tasks I was telling you about the other day. Tasks that have waited months or years to get done which, when finally seen to, take no time at all. The other day I cleaned out the saucepan cupboard. Life doesn’t get much better than this.

There is no photo of the cupboard activity because, let’s face it, it’d be pretty dull. Instead, the stray cats who live up the road with the chickens.

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This week’s one-way discussion has been mainly about water; Neil and Harry diving, plumbing, sternas and water tanks, water bottles and so on. Today, I want to take you on a seabound adventure and welcome you aboard the Blue Star Patmos from Symi to Athens. I am in no way on the Blue Star payroll, nor do I receive income from them for advertising. Lol. All I am doing is sharing the experience in case you are ever interested in making the journey.

Why Should You?

For one reason, it’s more romantic than the alternative route: Boat to Rhodes, bus or taxi to airport, plane to airport, bus, train or taxi to the city, or remain at the airport for X hours before your onward flight, blah, blah.

How Much is it?

That depends on how you travel. A friend recently found a special discount offer that got her from Athens (by which I mean Piraeus) to Symi for €20.00. She did have to camp out in one of the airline seats, but many people do that anyway. At the other end of the scale, you can book a cabin and pay anything up to €150.00 or more per person, depending on the cabin you take. They have inside ones, two and four berth, and outside ones, by which they mean inside but with views of outside, and they also have ‘green’ ones for people who are allergic to modern life. You can pay a supplement and have a two berth to yourself, or you can take potluck and do a shared cabin with a  random stranger, or end up on your own. In the case of random sharing, it’s male or female only, so no worries there.

If you’re up for it, you can get a deck ticket or an airline seat, and they are much cheaper, though not as comfortable.

Ship Vs Plane.

It’s not always cheap to go by boat; sometimes it’s cheaper to fly to Athens. However, it is more fun and more adventurous, and it can be cheaper when you consider what can be involved in flying from Rhodes.

For me, a trip to Athens by plane can be more expensive and more hassle than by boat. Again, it depends on the time of year. We usually travel in the winter, because we can’t in the summer due to work, and so, often have to leave Symi a day or so ahead of the flight, in case bad weather stops the smaller ferries. In this case, we have to take into account:

Ferry to Rhodes. Overnight hotel + feeding. Taxi/bus to airport. Flight to Athens. At times, that can cost more than by sea, and it involves shifting your luggage around.

Going by boat to Athens involves walking down to the port, getting on, leaving your suitcase below, and getting off at the other end. It’s certainly more convenient, and, coming the other way, it is door-to-door. Or it would be if the ship docked in the village which it doesn’t/can’t, but you know what I mean.

What do you Find in a Cabin?

Assuming it’s yours, you find your bed and luggage. If you wander into someone else’s who knows what you will discover. You can’t actually do that, because each cabin comes with an electronic key.

Tip: Don’t keep them with your mobile phone, otherwise you will strip the magnet strip and have to return to reception to have them reset.

Cabins can be tight. On occasion, Neil and I have had to call, ‘I’m coming out,’ when leaving the bathroom, so as not to whack the other person with the door. Oh, cabins have bathrooms, btw, or shower rooms with a shower, WC and sink. All very nice. The bunks are fold-down for the upper ones, and it’s important to remember not to move the ladder if you are below and get up before your companion, else you will leave them stranded above. There’s also a narrow wardrobe, life jackets, and the ladder, a desk, TV and a chair. There’s a phone too, so reception can ring you with an alarm call.

Again, I am basing this on the Patmos. Other ships may vary.

How Long is the Journey from Symi to Piraeus on the Blue Star?

Depends on the day of sailing. Some routes go via Tilos and Nissiros (Friday), while others miss them out and/or stop elsewhere. You’re looking at a sailing time of 14 to 16 hours, depending on the ship and the route. Usually, from Symi, you’d arrive at Piraeus in the late morning, but check.

Do You See the Islands?

If you are awake, yes. The ferry from Symi usually leaves in the evening (sometimes late afternoon) which means you tend to arrive at many of the Dodecanese islands after dark. You can stand at the stern and watch the frenetic activity below, as it’s lit up, and you get to see some islands in daylight or at sunset/sunrise. En route, you pass through the Cyclades and get views of their islands from a distance.

Coming in the other direction, Piraeus to Symi works in the same way, in that you pass by the Dodecanese islands, usually, during the night, and arrive at Symi in the early hours, or as I like to call it, lunchtime (5.30 am, 6.60 am, it depends).

What Facilities are Available?

All of them, usually.

It depends on the ship. The Patmos is my favourite because it has a very reasonably priced a la carte restaurant which adds more romance and glamour to the trip. It also has a self-service. Other ships have other dining arrangements, but all have a café or two, and one of them will stay open all night. They also have comfortable lounges, airline seats, televisions, outdoor seating, WCs, kennels for dogs, a play area for the luttle’uns, a shop, receptions, a purser, and other things to explore during your 14 to 16 hours aboard.

What Happens When You Reach Piraeus?’

You get off.

After doing that, you have a choice of how you go further, and it depends on where you are going. There is a courtesy bus to take you to the main gates, a walk of some 45 minutes otherwise, and the bus station is opposite the boat. From there, you can take a bus to the airport via a journey of around 1.30 to 1.45 hours depending on traffic. From the main gates, you cross the road and turn left to find the underground/overground (Wombling free) station and head into town. Syntagma Square is about eight or nine stops and takes about 30 to 40 minutes, I think. There’s also a train to the airport, but I’ve not used that.

If you book a taxi, say through www.welcomepickups.com (a company I recommend), they will be waiting for you when you disembark.

You Have Arrived at Your Destination.

There you go. My quick guide to travelling over water to reach Piraeus/Athens.

You can find the Blue Star Ferry website here (translate to English is on the top right of the page), or you can contact any of the travel companies on Symi who will advise you and book tickets.

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