Symi Film News

Let’s start off the week with some film news. For anyone who has not already heard, the film that was shot on Symi in 2013, called ‘The 13^th‘ will be shown as part of this year’s Symi Festival on Sunday 23rd July, at the sports centre in Yialos. Exact location within the complex and the exact time are yet to be announced. The event will be free, as all parts of the festival are. Here is the current version of the film poster. (It doesn’t read so well on screen, but apparently looks fine in real life.)

As you can see it carries a few laurels already. These are not always for awards. For some film festivals, just being selected is award enough to warrant a laurel. Which brings me on to the next piece of film news. The Symi International Film Festival. This is a new festival that’s being or has been set up by those who have been organising the Symi cinema and other events for some time now. All I know about it is, it should also be able to award laurels, and it is due to be held for the first time his year. It will become part of the Symi Festival too, so I am told. I was also told that it will be held between 18^th and 22^nd September, but there has been no official announcement made yet, that I know of.

Now then, here’s the thing. A few people have already asked me if there can be another showing of ‘The 13^th‘ later in the summer when they are here on holiday. It doesn’t work like that. Although I wrote the screenplay, worked as an associate producer (which means you do a lot of work for no payment) and although Neil did the same and is also an associate producer, the film has nothing to do with us. We don’t own it, and we can’t say when or how it will be shown. All we can do now is support it. So, we are unable to whip it out of the can and put it up on a screen whenever we want to. If we did that publicly, we would be pirating it. It belongs to 1066 Productions and is their product. Where and when it gets shown is up to them, not me, even though I co-wrote it. If you are unable to see it in the Symi Festival, you will have to wait until it is shown again somewhere else. Where and when this might happen is out of my hands. The whole thing is out of my hands now. Backers should have been able to see it already as part of their perks from the Kickstarter programme, and if you’ve still not been able to do this, you need to contact 1066 Productions rather than me. I shouldn’t even be watching it at home without having first bought a copy. When that might be possible is also out of my hands.

I can, though, get a plug in here. If you want to know what the story is based on, then you can read the novel version of the original first-draft screenplay by buying a paperback or Kindle copy from Amazon, as regular readers will already know. Here’s the link. The Judas Inheritance.

Remember though, films are very different to books. And on that note, I will leave the film world and tomorrow, will return you to Symi.

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Symi Saturday Photos

A few photos for you today to round off the week. Have a good weekend!

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Paying the bills

Ah, don’t you just love bill-paying time? No, not a lot. Actually, the bills are not a lot, considering they are for electricity and water. This is an ‘actual’ bill. We usually try to pay the estimated electricity bills when they come in as it helps soften the blow. The details of the bill are still a bit of a mystery to me, but I know what all the bits and pieces are for. This one covers four months from February and it’s surprisingly acceptable – luckily we paid the estimate. The water bill is the same as it’s always been, but that’s because the meter has not been read for a long while now. I assume that when it is, we’ll get a more accurate and probably more surprising bill, just as we did last year.

At least they are paid now, and the joy of online banking! I can’t tell you how easy it is. Except that now we can pay the water online I keep forgetting how to do it so have to ask Jenine to remind me. With those two out of the way, the next one, after the rent, is the health insurance bill, as I have private insurance and Neil has a small policy that covers his annual MOT. We do this on our annual ‘health holiday’ to Rhodes where we are looked after by our insurance agent and a few private doctors in the mornings, and by the bar staff at the Plaza and other favourite watering holes in the evenings. Next month will come the phone bill, I think, and so the months roll on. We’ve also asked our accountant to do our tax returns so that punch in the pocket will be landing on us soon.

Not complaining! I can’t, Neil has a ‘No Moan Zone’ shirt that he had made in Rhodes when we were being prodded and scanned, poked with needles and pressed up against machines last April. In fact, there is nothing to moan about around here at the moment; we’re lucky. The sun is out and not quite as blasting as it has been, the writing is coming on, we are having the house done up bit by bit (painting the courtyard and that kind of thing) ready for Neil’s birthday in September, and other events, and there is always work to be done.

On which note, I must press on. I’ve left two characters searching for a witch’s curse on the Romney Mashes and I don’t want to leave them there alone too long in case she finds them and does nasty things to them.

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Taverna fun

I spent a lot of yesterday morning typing up the notes from our CP planning meeting. CP in this case doesn’t stand for corporal punishment, it stands for Civil Partnership. We have a guest list of 70 for the evening party, but everyone is invited to have a drink with us at Rainbow Bar between 3pm and 5pm on September 8^th. If you are on the evening invite list, you would have received an email or message invite a while ago, but we will be sending out a further update in a few days’ time. This will have the timetable and full set of instructions. I wish we could invite more people and am sorry that we can’t.

In unrelated news, I have to sing the praises of the Georgio’s Taverna staff. We called in there for an impromptu dinner on Tuesday night. I know, a ‘school night,’ but when you’ve got the smell of a pork chop on the barbeque in your nostrils and have been eating salads and veg for two weeks, it’s hard to resist. It was good to see the younger members of the family, and non-family, working so diligently. It gives hope that there are some jobs out there for young people, even if only seasonal. Lefteris in particular has been a great hit with customers. His English is fluent (and he probably speaks other languages as well, it wouldn’t surprise me) and so is his humour. The girls play and sing beautifully and everyone makes you welcome. If people wonder why Noufris, the owner, tends to sit at the back of an evening and doesn’t appear to be doing anything, it’s because he’s been at work since eight in the morning, doing the prep and cooking. He also keeps a close eye on how the place runs from his back table and occasionally shouts across to see how you are. It’s always great fun there.

We’ve also recently been treated to meals at other places: Taverna Zoi, with the Pedi view and home cooking, for example, and the Neriada Taverna in Yialos. We’ve been a bit spoilt to say the least.

If you’re heading this way soon, you might like to know that the wind has died down a bit and we’re still on course for another burst of hot weather, so remember the rules: water, hats, sun cream, no moaning, take care, etc. I don’t think I have any other news or gossip (that I can print) for you today, so I will slope off and get started on another chapter of another book.

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Blow winds from the north

A strong wind from the north-west on Monday night/Tuesday has helped to cool things down a little. At least, that’s how it feels. We’re still in the high numbers, but not suffering as much as before. It’s good for cooling, but not so good if a fire starts somewhere. If you are out and about on Symi, or anywhere dry, in the summer, be wary of starting a fire accidentally. I have seen a fire truck here, but many places are inaccessible. Just a note.

My days are currently filled with writing, as you know, though I have been out and about when I can. The village square remains a favourite place to be for a couple of hours after work, and the lanes and hills a favourite place to be before the sunrise when it’s cool enough to walk. I sit here and watch the taxi boats coming in and out, and I have a hankering for a day at Nanou, where I have not been for money years. The trouble is, there’s always another chapter to write, another job to do at home, another part of a dance to learn, and I find it hard to drag myself away from the desk, especially when a story is flowing, as one is at the moment. Perhaps I should be stricter with myself and force myself down to the beach on a Sunday morning or something. Mind you, the last time I did that, I sat on a sunbed at 9.30 and didn’t wake up until it was lunchtime, when I had to get home. I can sleep here if I want to.

A cruise ship came in yesterday, as did the day boats and a morning catamaran bringing some visitors. Others are leaving today, and hopefully, more will be arriving later. Or, as they say over in Kent, ‘We’re in hopes that more will arrive.’ Or as they say in the darker parts, ‘We be in ’opes that more be ’riving afore long.’ I still can’t get this dialect out of me ’ead. My head, sorry. That’s what 7,000 words a day does for you.

So, a quick blog today and on to the next task. Sweeping up the dead vine leaves that have blown down overnight and that are now creeping their way into the house where they will fall apart, leaving us with a covering of brown bits to sweep up. Sweeping up into the wind. Now, there’s a lot of fun to be had there. Not. Maybe I will go and vacuum clean the courtyard instead.

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