We have been promised all sorts of awful weather starting today and we were not to be disappointed by the accuracy of the bloody weather men. We woke to a thunder storm and were glad that we had arranged with Mum that she should stay in Emba and we would bring our Sunday meal down to her so that she was not negotiating the roads and the landslides that would inevitably happen with such heavy rains.
We had to do everything in stages to avoid getting soaked to the skin - it is at times like this that we rue the fact that we have a long pathway to the front door and that the car is some way away. This was the view from the carport - a wet and grey Lordos 1 - and boy it looks grim when the weather is like this. We ferried everything to and from the house trying to avoid the heaviest of the downpours.
So as you can see we are enjoying wonderful temperatures - a whole 6 degrees of miserableness. Philip and Angela have definitely departed 3B - we know that because all the shutters are closed and the outside furniture has been brought indoors rather than it being lashed to the railings of the balcony - I can only think that they had a very grim time and it would appear that they had some sort of issue as they had called Mohammed the 'builder' over today and were pointing out something to him. We haven't seen him here since the new family moved into 3A so guess it was not a social call.
We made our way carefully down to Peyia where incredibly the weather was even worse than what we had left in Droushia - it was very very foggy and the rain was running like a river down the main road even though Peyia has some sort of drainage in places. I wanted to try and take a photograph when cars were ploughing through the rain water and making waves but in trying to avoid the windscreen wipers I missed the show!!
John and I decided to go to the Cemetery for two reasons, one because I am not at art on Monday as Sheila is still poorly and that is the day I usually go and secondly we are keen to try and get the surround and headstone organised for Dad's grave.
We had to do everything in stages to avoid getting soaked to the skin - it is at times like this that we rue the fact that we have a long pathway to the front door and that the car is some way away. This was the view from the carport - a wet and grey Lordos 1 - and boy it looks grim when the weather is like this. We ferried everything to and from the house trying to avoid the heaviest of the downpours.
So as you can see we are enjoying wonderful temperatures - a whole 6 degrees of miserableness. Philip and Angela have definitely departed 3B - we know that because all the shutters are closed and the outside furniture has been brought indoors rather than it being lashed to the railings of the balcony - I can only think that they had a very grim time and it would appear that they had some sort of issue as they had called Mohammed the 'builder' over today and were pointing out something to him. We haven't seen him here since the new family moved into 3A so guess it was not a social call.
We made our way carefully down to Peyia where incredibly the weather was even worse than what we had left in Droushia - it was very very foggy and the rain was running like a river down the main road even though Peyia has some sort of drainage in places. I wanted to try and take a photograph when cars were ploughing through the rain water and making waves but in trying to avoid the windscreen wipers I missed the show!!
At Mums we were treated to a display of fountains by the water running off the polytunnels across in the field opposite. I was so glad that we had traveled down with our meal I would have been so worried about Mum driving. As it happens the weather did begin to improve and by the time we left it was actually quite bright and at 14 degrees felt veritably balmy!!!
I had made a rustic chicken casserole in the slow cooker which was full of all sorts of wholesome veggies including sweet potato, butternut squash and leek amongst a million other ingredients found lurking in the fridge or the veg box and this was followed by a spiced plum and apple crumble served with custard. I think everyone enjoyed it - it was hot tasty and filling so that is the main thing and Mum had enough left over to provide her with a lunch today.
We played Rummikub today - there must have been something wrong with the scoring because unbelievably I managed a win - this is unheard of and I expected my victory to be followed by a thunder storm as the games gods must have been well surprised.
As you can see as we made our way back home the weather over Banana Bay was considerably better than it had been on our way to Mum's only a few hours earlier and as we came up through Peyia the roads became dryer and the visibility clearer then by the time we got to Droushia it looked like the weather had not been so bad after all.

It was very wet around the row where Dad is buried as there is only a concrete path at one end which is between Dad's row and the previous complete row where Elena Savvides and Bill Davies are buried.
I have taken a picture of Bill's grave because we think Judi made a very good decision with the style and it is similar to what we think we would like for Dad except that Mum would prefer a rounded headstone and I would like one permanent pot or vase for flowers because when it is windy anything which is placed on top simply gets blown away. Mum and I will go and talk to Angel Guardians the week after next to see if we can get the ball rolling - apparently it takes at least 6 weeks so it is unlikely that we will have it completed in time for the first anniversary but that doesn't matter. We keep thinking about it and not really coming to any conclusions so this will get us to concentrate our minds.
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