The Storm Continues...

We had a crap night's sleep last night.  We were visited by both Minzer and Chivs during the course of the night and John was woken when Minzer decided to dance over his head.  I will have to give up eating cheese or something because I had some very bizarre dreams.  At one point I dreamt that when we go out to Helen and Alistair's for a meal on Friday night they belong to some strange sect and we are unable to leave until we agree to join - they run a cycling holiday business called Wheelie Cyprus which is hardly up there with the Moonies is it?

I was about to enjoy a little lie-in when I got a holler from John because Chivers had yet another tick today - this time disgustingly attached to his lip.  He is such a good boy that he will dutifully sit still whilst we get the tweezers out and remove it - unlike Minnie who wriggles like a greased pig.

The stormy conditions continued today with grey skies and wind although not so warm as it had been yesterday.  We were going down to Paphos today so that John could take the car into the garage where Dad goes to get the knocking noise we get on an uneven surface looked at.  With rain threatening and high winds pickleball looked unlikely but we were going anyway as Mum had organised a special tea of steak.  Dad had been for an ultrasound on his heart today because 'he hadnt had one for some time' and he has to see the kidney specialist later this week so hopefully he will be given as clean a bill of health as possible for his age.

John has new trainers - it is their first outing today - I think he needs to scuff them up a bit because there is something slightly creepy about ultrabright white new trainers!  He is so pleased with them that we may well have to take another visit to the dreaded Sports Direct.  As John has suffered with calcification of his heels and has 'spurs' which he thinks is a result of wearing heavy old Navy boots it is a real bonus when he finds shoes or trainers that fit and are comfortable.

The weather improved as we made our way down to Mum and Dad's - Mum and I knew that the swirling wind was going to make our game interesting!  There were only four of us playing today so there was little time to catch our breath between games.  At least today we could blame the wind for any poor shots that we made - the airball was going all over the place but at times the wind held up shots that would probably have been miles out normally and as a result I was able to lob Tom on a number of occasions with a shot that dropped just on the line.

I have added a photograph of the Roman Hotel as we pass by it on our way home from pickleball.  I always love the look of this hotel, one day I shall persuade John to stop and then I will go in and have a look at the inside.  On the outside they have painted murals and added statues to give it a 'classic' look - some might say it is a bit kitsch and it was the place where our friend Alan picked up a prostitute - when he was playing an extra in the TV show Sunburn!!

We had a lovely evening - games of cribbage with the usual moans and groans and some games of Rummikub - topped off by a superb meal of steak, vegetables and potatoes and then some Lidl vanilla icecream (which is as rare as rocking horse poo) and a coulis of mespila fruit and preserved ginger.

Our diaries are now getting filled up with the various visitors that are coming and our one year anniversary and Mum's birthday.  

Our trip home was uneventful and Min was waiting in the conservatory - Chivers appeared over the wall as we entered the garden.  Chivers is busy playing with a Crunchie wrapper like a thing possessed - Min is just looking down her nose at him.