71 Days to Go...

For the eagle eyed amongst you, you will see that this post is a little late.  There is a good reason for this - yesterday I succumbed to the throat infection and didnt manage to make it into work.  John had to perfect his Florence Nightingale skills but even he couldnt make those Beechams taste any better! 

It did ease as the day went on - which it has been doing every day which was good because we were able to catch up with Keinton friends Angela and Richard who had come in from Somerton to see us before they return to Cyprus on 5th March.  They will be flying back into Paphos on the flight that John (and Mum and Dad's friends Jane and John) will be boarding to come back to Bristol.

Angela and Richard are very significant in our move to Cyprus.  They used to live in Keinton Mandeville and many years ago offered their apartment along the Tomb of the Kings Road to Mum and Dad for a late week's holiday.  The rest is history - Mum and Dad loved Cyprus so much that they decided to buy an apartment themselves (off plan) - I can remember Dad receiving updates and us pulling his leg that it probably wasnt even his and that the developers had run off with his money.  We were wrong, of course, and the apartment was completed.  It was a good start for them but when they moved there permanently in 1991 they soon realised that they wanted somewhere with a little more space and went on to buy a plot of land and have their dream house built.

We could either have had a lot to thank Richard and Angela for or rue the day that Mum and Dad fell in love with Cyprus - we know that it is the former!!