Today, I am staying in under a cloud. A real one, not a figurative one. I’ve just been paddling in the bathroom, where the uncloseable window allows the rain to reign with a full rein. (Don’t you just love homophones?) It’s the only window in the house with no shutters, but it’s also beneath a spiral staircase, so is pretty well guarded. I don’t know. Nothing I can do about it except try and fix the window when it’s dry enough. Meanwhile…
I am raiding the old photo supply to give you a small gallery of views, which I’ll put up below. As with yesterday, these are older photos from summers past – maybe last year, maybe a few ago, I can’t remember. If I were to take any photos when I am out and about so far this year, you’d see nothing but wet pavements and the inside of the super market (sic). Now and then, the inside of the Rainbow, where we go to keep Yianni company, and the rest of the time, you’d be looking at our TV.
In years gone by, we might have been in the village square last night with souvlakia on the BBQ, families together, children playing, maybe some music and wine… The ‘old days’ of τσικνοπέμπτη, the Thursday before Lent, when meat is consumed, presumably to clear it out of the larder before Monday, which is Clean Monday in Greece, and the start of Lent. Already? I know, Easter is early this year (April 12th), I guess we’ve had and missed carnival, and there was no big outdoor τσικνοπέμπτη yesterday, and all thanks to the rain. I am guessing. Still, we have a birthday dinner to plan for Jenine next week, so we’ll put all our pre-Lent traditions into that day, and then carry on as normal.
And for the weekend? Back to chapter twelve of an ever-thickening mystery I still don’t know the way out of yet, and after that, I will be looking into moving my websites to a new host, so if these pages disappear for a few days, you will know I’ve pressed a wrong button.
