We woke this morning to black skies and the threat of rain. I had seen it forecast for today and again on Monday but had not believed it. I blame George and Pam because whenever they come the weather seems to take a turn for the worse - they bring a little bit of London with them and it had been raining in London when they left so I rest my case, QED, Bob's your uncle and Fanny's your aunt!!
Fortunately the weather cleared and it gave me the opportunity to get some gardening done whilst John took little Kenny to have a puncture repaired - good old Savvas - the repair cost us nothing but his son benefited to the tune of 5 euros by way of a thank-you. This transaction is generally followed by Savvas's wife Elena bringing us a selection of fresh eggs. The cooler damper evenings have brought a few things to life and we have a number of visitors making their home chez-nous.
We had some billy big wasp-like thing in the pool - it was huge and we think it is a parasitic wasp in which case it is a loner. This one was about two inches or more long - it wasn't doing anything bar having a drink and hitching a ride on the pool thermometer but I didn't fancy getting too close to it.
Tonight it was the annual village shindig - last year due to the tragic death of one of the local boys we didn't have one. This year three groups from the village got together to put on a traditional evening - a different format this time with a 5 euro entrance ticket which was also a raffle ticket and then food on sale rather than a buffet. It was a very cool very damp evening which was a shame because it wasn't as pleasant to sit there as it might have been.
We went with George and Pam whose son and granddaughter were arriving later at midnight - as it happened the flight was delayed so poor George had a long night - he will be exhausted after his journey yesterday and the trip to the airport today. We kept them company until they left and then went and joined Di and Rob who had been on the Droushia Ex-Pat table.
It was a very traditional evening but the highlight was Phillipos's 92 year old Mother taking to the stage and doing her own version of a rap!! the evening probably wasn't everybody's cup of tea and the damp cool conditions didn't help and the wine was pretty lethal but we had a good evening - failed miserably to select a winning ticket for the draw but had a laugh none the less and there was a good turn out.
Fortunately the weather cleared and it gave me the opportunity to get some gardening done whilst John took little Kenny to have a puncture repaired - good old Savvas - the repair cost us nothing but his son benefited to the tune of 5 euros by way of a thank-you. This transaction is generally followed by Savvas's wife Elena bringing us a selection of fresh eggs. The cooler damper evenings have brought a few things to life and we have a number of visitors making their home chez-nous.
We had some billy big wasp-like thing in the pool - it was huge and we think it is a parasitic wasp in which case it is a loner. This one was about two inches or more long - it wasn't doing anything bar having a drink and hitching a ride on the pool thermometer but I didn't fancy getting too close to it.
Tonight it was the annual village shindig - last year due to the tragic death of one of the local boys we didn't have one. This year three groups from the village got together to put on a traditional evening - a different format this time with a 5 euro entrance ticket which was also a raffle ticket and then food on sale rather than a buffet. It was a very cool very damp evening which was a shame because it wasn't as pleasant to sit there as it might have been.
We went with George and Pam whose son and granddaughter were arriving later at midnight - as it happened the flight was delayed so poor George had a long night - he will be exhausted after his journey yesterday and the trip to the airport today. We kept them company until they left and then went and joined Di and Rob who had been on the Droushia Ex-Pat table.
It was a very traditional evening but the highlight was Phillipos's 92 year old Mother taking to the stage and doing her own version of a rap!! the evening probably wasn't everybody's cup of tea and the damp cool conditions didn't help and the wine was pretty lethal but we had a good evening - failed miserably to select a winning ticket for the draw but had a laugh none the less and there was a good turn out.
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