We thought that our days living on the beach were at an end today,when we were asked to move the van by a minor government official.
In truth , we went 20 yards nearer the harbour so that this huge beast could cut the grass.
Anywhere else, and the workman would use as strimmer, but hey, this is Greece, so they used a JCB style digger.
Prior to this hiatus in our day, the morning was uneventful. The red nightie was relaxing on her bed with book and coffee before showering and greeting her public.
Sue wishes me to point out that her nightwear has been in a washing machine since you last saw it!!
However with the back doors of the van open, she does rather smack of a certain type of window dressing found in the windows of Amsterdam.
These clear, waters should have contained a picture of a huge turtle. By the time I'd dashed back to the camper, he had swum off. We have waited two weeks to see him. Every time the fishing boats come in, he waits for the scraps.
Now, doesn't this look inviting?
Two weeks ago it was a car park, then it became a hole in the ground and this evening,as a new tourist flight landed at Argostoli, it opened its brollies and became a luxury pool.
The evening shadows have crept into our day and Katelios's felines are on the prowl.
A roof top moggie spies on the ones below.
Cats are plentiful in Greece. They frequent the beach catching grasshoppers, stroll around tavernas before being quickly dispatched by a waiter and they group together wherever there might be a food source.
How about a " clawing of cats " as the collective noun?
Finally, our day concluded with a fish dinner at Captain Jerry's Bar.
Sue had this sea bass which spilled over the sides of her plate and I enjoyed a swordfish steak.
Much wine was consumed and by the time we swayed up the road to our tin tent, the Hurdy Gurdy man came along playing his tunes to send us on our way.
