Not much to report today. As far as I am aware, the harbour is still suffering from the high tide/waterline, caused by atmospheric pressure caused by climate change and a new moon or some such. The taxis sometimes have to park further out, so if you’re looking for one, and they’re not at the paddling pool as usual, they might be further along towards the bus stop. The carnival is due to happen on Sunday, so let’s hope nature has moved on by then, or things might become a little soggy.
This week, apart from wrestling with unhelpful, self-governing computer programs and the like, we also celebrated Jenine’s birthday. Neil did the cooking, we had lunch, and Sam came after work to have his. During that time, we all had a video call with the other godson over in Rhodes. This happened not long after we had started watching a film, which we put on pause. I like the way Shelley Winters and Red Buttons are fascinated by a man eating a beef curry with Bombay potatoes and matar paneer.
Anyone guess the film?
The matar paneer, by the way, called for paneer (a type of cheese), but we didn’t have any because we’re lucky if we can find a Laughing Cow in the shops in winter, so we used haloumi instead, and it was spot on. Neil has the recipe, and can be bought quite cheaply. (Neil, I mean. The recipe will cost you a fortune. Or you can look it up online.)
Since then, we’ve been under another rain and windstorm. It’s blown half a lintel off the house opposite, but we’re still intact as far as I know. Ironically, we’re still avoiding using water at the weekends to save what little we have in the tank, and this coming weekend, being Clean Monday, we may have to ration it very carefully, as we may not have a refill from Friday morning through to Tuesday. We have buckets of rainwater at the ready, so we’ll manage. I hope.
