As I walked down out of the estate and then turned right and made my way to the layby where the boys have their sneaky fags and then up the 'new road' (now five years old and beginning to show its age!) the sun was beginning to sneak up and over Andreas' house and bathing everything in a warm orange glow.
Bigfoot and her foal have been moved into the field next to our house. We have been concerned about how thin Bigfoot is looking as she nurses her offspring but her owners do come daily and bring food and water and move her to where there should be more to eat - the only trouble is that at this time of year there is so little in the fields for nourishment.
We have seen the front garden under inches of water in a very short period of time and water is so destructive. Having said that the island is desperate for rain. The reservoirs are down by about 80% and I have witnessed this for myself - they are scarily low - just a muddy puddle in places which is awful.
Anyway John has found that if he chips away a channel in the terracotta bricks that you can get here they make a good bridge over the pipe and look quite good but it is a slow and messy process - there is red brick dust everywhere and the work is back-breaking but he ws keen to get as much as he could done today as we have visitors tomorrow and we don't want them wading through the red dust to get to our house and we don't want the cats bringing it in on their paws as they are bound to do!
I worked my way through my list of things to do. I took my curtains into the lovely Anastasie to get her to join then, match the pattern and make one long curtain for the guest bedroom - all for an estimated 10 euros! I picked up John's chainsaw which has been fixed for no charge for which many thanks and then dropped off some old throws for June and the cat shelter at the Polis vets and then got some stuff to go on the back of Minnie's neck to deal with her ear mite problem. I did the shopping in Paps and then called into Bambos the butcher to get some pork liver for the cats - in Paps you just get the liver, in Bambos' you get liver, heart, lungs, windpipe the lot - it looks like something from the Texas Chainsaw Massacre!
When I returned home it was clear that Boris had been somewhere he shouldn't as he had come home covered in some sort of gunk - god knows what it was, John had made a good attempt at cleaning him up with a towel but he was still in a mess and I had to wash his paws and legs. We don't know if he got into one of the abandoned pools which are no more than a scummy mud at the moment but whatever it was it wasn't very pleasant and we don't know whether it was Boris that was sick whilst we were out later in the day but one of the cats regurgitated what appeared to be a small rat in the conservatory.
A welcome night in for John and I and as we had a busy day ahead of us tomorrow we retired early - I forgot to post my blog - Diana and Louise will be very cross with me.
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