Thank you to everyone who sent anniversary and birthday wishes (for Neil) yesterday, and happy birthday for yesterday to Claudia and Justine (and my grandfather, who would have been 120 yesterday), and anyone else who does the 8th September. We met up with a few friends in the village square and went to lunch at Georgio’s, and that was followed by Neil having to work a reasonably busy shift at the bar where fun was had by all.
None of which has anything to do with my photos today. These are dragged from the ‘might be useful one day’ file to illustrate nothing in particular. One shot of wood somewhere in the village, another of the inside of the bar in winter, showing one of Neil’s photos, and one of a cat.
It’s 6.40 right now, the soldier downstairs has just gone off to work, you can tell by the clump-thump of the boots in the alleyway. These guys must get so hot in the summer in full gear with long socks, the boots, caps… The sun’s about to come up, the cockerels have been going all night, and I know ’cos I was up at five with my nose completely bunged up thanks to a mixture of dust and trees. The sparrows and collard doves have just got going too, and I can hear a small boat chugging out to sea. Apart from that, it’s all deliciously quiet today… so far.
