Day Seven - Hazel's Last Day...

Sadly today is Hazel's last day but at least with her flight being at 9.00pm she has most to the day here to enjoy some last minute sunshine.  It was an opportunity for her to take some photographs around the house which we look at quite differently when we have a visitor here with us.  We are lucky, I know that and I am so grateful for John sticking out life on the ocean wave so that we could get out here sooner rather than later.



John and I had to be in Polis early to sort out some banking so we left Hazel to lounge around until we returned and we called in via the lovely bakery in Prodromi to pick up some of that lovely bread we get at Jeanette's and some freshly baked croissants which cost an arm and a leg but were well scrummy.

We did manage to squeeze in just a little last minute bit of sight-seeing and took her to the little church up past the container DIY which has the old church carved into a cave.  It is a strange place but worth a visit although I cannot get my head around the wax babies.

We took the opportunity to come home cross country taking in the stunning views.  I thought I would miss the green of England and I do but even the barren dry landscape here has its own beauty.  

Once home Hazel managed to get some photographs of the resident green tree frog which has been serenading her from the Morning Glory in T&V corner and this weirdo caterpillar that carries his home around with him - a mixture of sticks and leaves - no idea what it turns into when it turns into a butterfly probably something very boring!

We took our last meal outside sitting in the front garden just for a change.  It was almost too hot but like Hazel says she doesn't know when she will get the opportunity again.

Having been out in the sun all morning we spent the afternoon catching up on the BBC2 programme The Best of Men about the birth of the Paralympics which we thoroughly enjoyed and which neatly brought us to the point at which we had to get showered and take Hazel down to the Airport.  Her seven days have flown by and hopefully she is busy planning her next visit - all ten days of it!