Sunday Symi blog

Sunday Symi blog
The weekend plans fell into place as expected, though it is only Sunday morning as I write this and I’ve not been for a decent walk yet. We went to Yialos on Saturday morning after some heavy rain and did the jobs that needed doing: buying new oven trays, looking for other things for the house we need but couldn’t find – a trip to Rhodes may be in the offing. I mainly went down to pick up a parcel that had arrived but it turned out not to be the thing I was waiting for, it wasn’t even for me. After a couple of Saturday beers at Pacho’s (a once a week treat) we were lucky enough to find a couple of taxis still working after 3pm, and so Thanasis took us up the hill. We also had other shopping with us, so that was the easiest way of getting home.

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Repair work in Trawler Square

While we were there, Neil met with Yianni-Poseidon to firm up details about our boat party on September 8th. I know it’s a long way off but we like to get things sorted out well in advance. We currently have over 80 people booked on with us, which is actually too many for the boat, so we’re looking at that. Some guests might have to swim around to Again Marina.

Only joking. I was also able to spend some time on my final draft of the next book, arranging a flight for my nephew for September and, once I’ve prepared this post, I’ll be considering some housework, that’s for after the shopping is done. It’s very handy having a supermarket or two open on a Sunday though always best to get to them before the end of the Sunday church services when they can get rather busy as people shop on the way home.

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A meeting about the latest catch

Because we both work at home Monday to Friday mornings, the weekend takes on that old sense of having got everything done and now it’s time to relax. It does rather make Sunday evenings feel like the end of a good two days off and Sundays still remind me of ‘the old days’ when there was a drive to work to not look forward to the follow day. It used to be, in the very old days, Pinky & Perky, bath time, supper in front of the fire and then bed with that heavy feeling of going back to school hanging over you. That’s not so bad now – and there’s no bath in this house – as the commute to work only involves crossing the porch, but you still get the same old Sunday night/Monday morning feeling. Mind you, I much more look forward to Mondays now than I did 15 years ago, when I had a job working for other people. When you’re working here through the summer (as I did back in the early days of moving to Symi) there was no such thing as a weekend and each day was exactly the same as the next. Winters were one long weekend then, but weekends with no money.

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Waiting for leftovers

Talking of summer. There is already some work going on in the harbour as some businesses are either changing or already preparing for the next season by getting some building work done while it’s quiet and, on most days, dry. There are still three months to go before Easter but that time will fly, and the season won’t really kick off until after then. There is sometimes a quiet gap after the festivals of Easter and before the charter flights start bringing regular tourists, but the good news for travellers is that the boat timetables are now up and available for the summer. The Blue Star http://www.bluestarferries.com/el/ can be checked and booked online and the Dodecanese Seaways timetable is available for the next several months (up until October 31st) and you can book the catamarans online there to. The Panagia, the larger ferry, can’t be booked online (unless you book separate tickets to Panormitis, its first stop, and then onwards, or so I am told), and for all travel news of flights and boats, you should check out Andy’s blog at Symi Visitor. As I always say: if you are coming independently, always check your boats before you buy your flights. There are currently no extra evening boats scheduled from Rhodes (only Wednesday pm and Friday evening on the Blue Star) so there’s no point arriving at eight in the evening and thinking you will get a boat straight to Symi.

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A quiet, flat harbour

But still, there’s something to look forward to and start planning: your next Symi holiday.

Symi Saturday photos

Symi Saturday photos
It’s the weekend and there’s lots to do. How much will get done is another matter but, for my part, I am planning to: Go down to Yialos and collect a new chair for the desk that is waiting for me, check out some kitchen light fittings, maybe have a look around for some drawers for the bedroom, buy some cat food and other essential supplies and do some shopping. Then there’s the book to work on, the house to tidy and clean, laundry to do, if the sun comes out and perhaps even an escape from the desk for an hour for a walk. Now then, how many of those things are actually going to get done, I wonder?

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Winter view

Meanwhile, I’ve got some shots today: one of the helicopter on the landing pad, and a couple of the Friday boats coming in and out through the misty rain that was out and about in the morning. It was one of those days where I could see Nimos one moment and then not the next, there was low cloud hanging over it and then it was clear. I was able to add a bit more free water to the sterna and the plants got some, and the electricity man came to read the meter. That’s something that’s kind of a mixed blessing. At least you know it’s going to be the correct amount on the next bill as opposed to an estimate but, at the same time, it is going to be the correct amount. It’s going to be a winter one so savings are already in place to cover the great shock when it comes in.

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A winter view towards Pedi and Turkey beyond

Anyway, I have things to be getting on with, the cat wants feeing again and so do we and it’s my turn to make lunch, so I’m off to do that, leaving you with a few more Saturday Symi photos to look at. Have a good weekend wherever you are.

Symi Saturday photos
Landed for a medical emergency
Symi Saturday photos
On its way to Rhodes a few minutes later
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Early morning rain/mist
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An expanse of grey

Some Symi photos…

Some Symi photos…
May I just share some Symi photos with you today? To be honest, I had a good idea for a blog post early in the morning and then forgot what it was. So, rather than knock out any old thing, I thought I’d put up some images from the past few months that I’ve not used yet and then get on with the rest of a sunny, cold day.

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The pomegranate season is well and truly over. Won’t be long before the red blossom is back though.
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The back of the Pedi Beach Hotel as seen through the zoom from Horio.
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Yialos on a wet day a couple of weeks ago, slightly different from the summer, quieter and… wetter.
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When the sign says ‘Parking’ and ‘Taxi’… I don’t think this is what they had in mind. Can’t see the taxi drivers pushing you up the hill in that.
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The grass is always greener… after a few rainy days and a lot of sunny ones. The AX are the initials of the owner of the land/building. Though sometimes these painted initials you see are up for debate.
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The village square probably doesn’t look like this very often to summer visitors when it’s busy and there’s a holiday vibe.

Thank you. More Symi photos tomorrow.

Just when you think…

Just when you think…
That you’ve finished your novel, you find that you haven’t. Today is not about Symi, it’s about the writing process. As this is a blog by a writer who lives on Symi, I usually try and talk about both things. The photos are Symi, of course as, at the moment, I don’t have anything else to photograph. So, the writing of a novel.

Just when you think…
Local views from near the house today

Regular readers would have followed me through the process of writing my next novel, ‘The Saddling’, and will know that I’m up to draft six and have started discussions with a designer for the cover and the editor for the layout. I also have a nice quote for the back cover from another author friend of mine and, with 100,000 words of character, story, backstory, setting and action, I am surely ready (after three years) to have the team start on the layout. No, not quite. My editor, who has medals in thoroughness I am sure, suggests I improve on this one even more than I did on the last one. Which is a nice way of saying: ‘Right, I’ve got you to stop starting sentences with And… except for when you intend emphasis. Now it’s time to look at your use of the passive voice.” “Okay, I reply, always happy to improve. But how?” He put me on the trail of a thing called https://readability-score.com/ which is a site and facility that I should have been using for years. Sign up, enter your text and see what it comes up with. I will do just that at the end of this blog and see how I get on.

Just when you think…
From the lane

I shan’t go into the process and the scores, as I don’t understand half of it, but you can find out how readable your text is, how many adverbs you have used, how many passive voice moments there are and so on. I entered the first chapter of ‘The Saddling’ and immediately saw how I could improve things. Mind you, I was confused when it underlined the word The at the start of an otherwise fine sentence and told me I was using too many adverbs. Since when has The been an adverb? I wondered. Maybe it was just giving me the occasional timely reminder as there were quite a few adverbs used in that chapter. Actually, the adverb note comes with one suggesting you use a ‘better verb’ so they are not all words ending in ly, which I do try and avoid as they are ‘show’ words rather than ‘tell’ words. But still…

Just when you think…
Sometimes you feel like you’re up against a plastered wall

The task now is to work on my final draft (until I check the finally layout copy) using this programme as a guide, but not always sticking to its suggestions, chapter by chapter while also looking out for any other changes I want to make. Sadly, it doesn’t always pick up on the typos I am famous for (and don’t get me started on my punctuation), but it is having great fun with the dialect used in this story. So, back to the grind of checking and rewriting some text so that ‘His words were snatched by the wind’ (passive voice) becomes ‘The wind snatched his words’ (active voice) without detracting from the style I want while also making sure that sentences vary in length and are not all short. This process should take me another couple of weeks and then… well, then I will probably think of other things I want to change.

So, just when you think it’s finished…
Oh, the readability score for this post?

Flesch-Kincaid Grade Level   7.5
Gunning-Fog Score                 10.1
Coleman-Liau Index              8.1
SMOG Index                          9.5
Automated Readability Index 7.2
Average Grade Level          8.5

 Now I just need to translate what that actually means!

Just when you think…
‘Ela, Re! There were 48 adverbs in that blog post.’

All the fun of…

All the fun of…
I can’t stay long, there has been a bit of a sunbathing emergency which has resulted in darkness.

Say what? Well, the me explain.

All the fun of…
Keeping a close eye on the home maintenance

Jack (the cat for new readers) has his favourite sunbathing spots for when the sun is out. When it’s not, he’s in front of the fire, on a lap or on the bed. One of his favourite places is up on the bathroom flat roof, specifically on a step that leads up into the store room above the kitchen. I was up there the other day, putting something away in the little-used storeroom, when my foot went right through the step. I discovered that it had been lovingly made out of some pieces of welded iron as a frame and a piece of chipboard as the step. Well, that’s now rotted through and gone, or most of it has, the rest is in pieces and there’s not enough left for His Highness to rest on. He did try yesterday and looked very uncomfortable. Not only that be he winged about it for so long that I threw up my hands and decided to go and find something to lay over the frame, purely so that the cat would be quiet.

All the fun of…
Ready for work?

I went up the spiral staircase to the flat roof which in itself caused great disapproval from the cat who was considering another spot right at the top of the stairs (in the most unhelpful place of course, as he’s a cat). Standing carefully on the step-frame I was able to access the storeroom where our landlord keeps all sorts of useful objects, mainly lengths of ‘things’ and boxes of ‘stuff’, paint that is now solid, that kind of thing. I moved a box, put it carefully on the floor and the kitchen lights below went out – causing a roar from Neil who was cooking. Chefs to the left, cats to the right… I found the back of a knackered old chair that will do for now and it comes with the added attraction of being padded.

All the fun of…
The lavender is starting to perk up

Resting that on the step as a temporary measure, I then very carefully stepped down – not on the new step as my foot would have gone through that as well – and closed the door. By this time the cat was shouting at me from the other roof and looking very displeased. I must remember to get this step property fixed as anyone treading on it will find themselves taking a purler, and the seat-back-step-footer thing will go flying in any strong wind, but it will suit the cat for now. I hope.

All the fun of…
At least we’re not as badly off as some, in the repair department.

Downstairs in the kitchen, I then tried to fix the light. We have one of those three spotlights fittings, though only one works and the bulb in that was still working, except now it wasn’t. I took it out and put it in in, wiggled it about, swore at it and still there was no light apart from a couple of flashes when something now disconnected connected again. So, that’s another thing that needs replacing. A trip to the harbour and its extensive choice of light fittings is now necessary, and I blame that cat. I will put all those jobs on the list which also includes: fixing the dripping kitchen tap, fixing the dripping second shower and fixing the small leak on the WC cistern, oh, and the outside light that’s never worked.

And I bet the cat won’t like his new padded step because it’s the wrong colour or something. And happy February to you, by the way.

Writing on a Greek island

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