Here’s a collection of some of Neil’s recent photos to see you through the weekend. The wind had died by Thursday morning, though there was still a stiff breeze up here in the village and the thermometer read six degrees. The shutters are still closed, and the heaters are on as the house cools down and takes a while to warm up even once the sunnier weather starts. It’s something to do with the stones retaining the cold as they retain the heat of summer when they act as storage heaters. A weekend of final readthrough lies ahead for me as my latest story is back from the proof-reader. That means 90,000 words to reread in case I need to change anything, and then a day of formatting before I can release the ninth book in my Victorian Mystery series. Meanwhile, I have already started plotting book ten. So, I intend to be busy. Have a good weekend.
The wind is still battering the house, it’s cold, the heater has been on all night, and I’m back in thermals and several layers. It’s seven o’clock in the morning, and I’m just going to pop out and get a photo from the roof…
[Cut to 30 seconds later]
By Zooks, it’s cold! The thermometer, when I found it as it had been blown from its moorings, read six degrees, but I think it’s lying. It was sheltered. My fingers are already useless, and I can’t feel my toes. I was only up there for a few seconds. The news is… From here, I can’t see any of the snow that can be seen from Pedi. It’s on the Turkish hills, not ours, but lower down than it usually is. I know, where you are may be minus something right now, and we do get cold weather like this in Symi, but it has been so mild so far this winter, it’s come as a shock. I’ve only had to wear gloves and a coat once since I was in Vancouver last March, and that was during a stray cold blast last month. Now, I might have to put them on inside the house.
Still, the main house is nice and warm, the office isn’t too bad with shutters closed and the velvet curtain drawn across, the heater on, and I’m glad of the thick carpet. Getting from one house to the other is via a quick shiver through an open porch, but that’s sufferable, and I am glad our bathroom is inside, unlike many houses around here. Oh, Neil’s just bought me another cup of tea, how nice. I don’t think he’ll be going anywhere today other than the sitting room.
Sorry about the blur, I was being buffeted.
As you can see, I’ve still got little else to talk about apart from home life and the weather. Except to say, Symi is still bug-free, vaccinations have started for the relevant groups, and there is still no definite news on when bars and tavernas may be able to reopen. Everything is being taken week by week, and that’s the way it should be. Sit tight and hope for the best is how I see it. And talking of sitting tight, my fingers are warming up, and I have a new story to plan and research while I wait for my current work in progress to come back from my proofreader. It’s warm (ish) in here, and here is where I am staying.
Going on in my world today: A strong breeze, to say the least. It’s showing force six at the moment, rising to seven and eight later, and the temperature is down to four degrees, from about 17 a few days ago. All the shutters are closed, and the draft excluders are up or down depending on where they go. I am currently wearing thermals, a light jumper, an Aran sweater over that, and a hoodie, and I am inside the house near a heater. I’m glad I don’t work outside.
I have started gathering my bits and pieces needed for my biometric residency card in April because I like to be organised. I asked my accountant for ten years’ worth of proof of tax… thing, and she sent them through by return. I just need to print them nearer the time. I have ordered a bank statement from one bank and can print statements from the other nearer the time, and I don’t even think I need to do that, but I am playing safe. It seems different offices ask for different things depending on your current state and whether they’ve had their coffee, so I am gathering everything and anything I can think of to show I have lived here permanently and officially since 2002, or 2003 when I got my first card, or at least 2008 when my current card is dated from.
Panormitis in Yialos can and will do the photos and the CD copy they need, and that’s also for nearer the time. The electricity bill is now in my name, though I’ve not had a bill yet, but am expecting one, so that’s the utility bill sorted. I will also take my civil partnership document, registration at the town hall after marriage thing document, the house contract in my name, a sworn affidavit I have that states my address from a couple of years ago, Greek driving license, my passport, and maybe even Paddington Bear in case anyone needs cheering up. We’re not going until the end of April, but as I say, once a boy scout… I was only one for a term at prep school, but what the hell. Neil, of course, doesn’t need to worry about any of this because he is Irish and they, sensibly, are still in the EU.
Meanwhile, we’re hearing more reports of people being asked to provide tax papers and pay import duties on parcels from the UK, even gifts, and the amounts being asked for range from €30.00 to over €300.00, though that’s not all on Symi. Others have said they have received things with no extra charges. These are a couple of the Brexit fallout that have come to light since the New Year.
A couple of photos from home today. I’ve just sent a book off to be proofread, and so, can start on the next; thus I will be at the desk most morning jotting notes. The temperature has dropped, and it’s a day for staying home and keeping warm. For now, the rain has passed over, leaving a clear sky at the front of the house, but gathering grey cloud at the back. Actually, what we call the back is the front as that’s where the gate to the outside world is found, and the front is the back, but it overlooks the harbour, so it feels like it should be the front. Then again, everything is back to front around here; light switches are upside down, the keys turn the ‘wrong’ way in the locks, and I am never sure which way the window handles work, but I get there in the end. On the windowsill today is a rose Neil bought me on Sunday from the village flower shop, and it’s currently enjoying some sunlight before we have to close the shutters. Windfinder.com tells me the wind will be up to force eight on Tuesday, from the north and north-west, and the air temp will be down to four degrees. Now, where did I put those thermals?
A quiet weekend at home finishing off a book, watching some TV, taking a stroll, preparing for a cold front that’s allegedly coming our way this week… Not much going on but rumours of this, and possibilities of that…
So, as there’s no news, I thought I’d share some more of Neil’s photos from his walks. Today, it’s a long walk up to Stavros Tou Polemou, the highest monastery on the island. Leaving from Horio, this took about five hours there and back, pausing for photos along the way, and covered just over 11 miles. Here are a few of his photos.
