I woke this morning at about 4.00am and not because Charlie wanted feeding and not because Minnie wanted to let us know that she too was hungry but because I could hear heavy rain or maybe even hail and all this in mid July - the world has gone mad!!! I wouldn't have been so bothered had I not left all the garden cushions and the daybed coverings out and they would get soaked so John and I leapt into action and gathered up as much as we could in as short a time as possible. We set a record time and will be entering the olympics next time round competing in the naked cushion collecting challenge!!
It being Monday I was going to Art at Sheila and Klaus's and John was going to drop me off and then shoot on down to Polis to do a bit of shopping for me but not before we had stopped to check on the horse and to ensure she had water and not before we had been up to the cemetery to have our weekly time with Dad. There is a funeral this afternoon. One of the graves has been opened so that the man can be laid to rest with his wife. It is a really sad story because he was a lovely man from the village who, after a visit from his son from America this Easter, shot himself but did not kill himself - he died a week or so ago and they normally bury very quickly but guess they had to wait for his family to come from overseas.
I am still working on my study of a poppy seed head which is not for anyone in particular more a challenge for myself. I always take a picture at the end of the morning and it is amazing that when I do, because I have moved away from looking at it close up, I can see areas that I thought I had finished but they need more work on them - it will at least keep me busy for a while longer yet.
John picked me up from Sheila and Klaus's when we had finished our art session. There was a hold up on the way home as they were delivering new telegraph poles so we had to wait for them to be manouvred out of the way - well that is what we thought they were doing as there doesn't seem to be any history of tossing the caber in Droushia!
I am trying to get ready for Hazel who arrives Saturday - I have penciled in Wednesday for gardening but thought I could get ahead of the game as it was cooler this afternoon (thanks to the rain earlier in the morning which we think may be the tail end of the storm which has currently ravaged Greece). The object of my attention was the bay tree which, although a nice shape, now hampers the rotary washing line so that it cannot rotate which is clearly its primary function!
To say it got a severe hair cut is something of an understatement but at least the washing line can now function as it should and the bay tree grows pretty quickly so it will be back in better shape quicker than you know it. This took me a few hours and many many bucket loads of cuttings which, if the goats eat them, should give their meat a nice flavour.
Gardening is clearly exhausting work so John and Chivers took advantage of the day bed. We had a nice quiet evening. Tea was the remainder of yesterday's Coronation Chicken and salad with some fresh potatoes which was delicious so thanks Mum for bringing that with you. We also managed a couple of episodes of Knightfall before retiring to bed. Our early wake up call had taken its toll.
It being Monday I was going to Art at Sheila and Klaus's and John was going to drop me off and then shoot on down to Polis to do a bit of shopping for me but not before we had stopped to check on the horse and to ensure she had water and not before we had been up to the cemetery to have our weekly time with Dad. There is a funeral this afternoon. One of the graves has been opened so that the man can be laid to rest with his wife. It is a really sad story because he was a lovely man from the village who, after a visit from his son from America this Easter, shot himself but did not kill himself - he died a week or so ago and they normally bury very quickly but guess they had to wait for his family to come from overseas.I am still working on my study of a poppy seed head which is not for anyone in particular more a challenge for myself. I always take a picture at the end of the morning and it is amazing that when I do, because I have moved away from looking at it close up, I can see areas that I thought I had finished but they need more work on them - it will at least keep me busy for a while longer yet.
John picked me up from Sheila and Klaus's when we had finished our art session. There was a hold up on the way home as they were delivering new telegraph poles so we had to wait for them to be manouvred out of the way - well that is what we thought they were doing as there doesn't seem to be any history of tossing the caber in Droushia!
I am trying to get ready for Hazel who arrives Saturday - I have penciled in Wednesday for gardening but thought I could get ahead of the game as it was cooler this afternoon (thanks to the rain earlier in the morning which we think may be the tail end of the storm which has currently ravaged Greece). The object of my attention was the bay tree which, although a nice shape, now hampers the rotary washing line so that it cannot rotate which is clearly its primary function!
To say it got a severe hair cut is something of an understatement but at least the washing line can now function as it should and the bay tree grows pretty quickly so it will be back in better shape quicker than you know it. This took me a few hours and many many bucket loads of cuttings which, if the goats eat them, should give their meat a nice flavour.
Gardening is clearly exhausting work so John and Chivers took advantage of the day bed. We had a nice quiet evening. Tea was the remainder of yesterday's Coronation Chicken and salad with some fresh potatoes which was delicious so thanks Mum for bringing that with you. We also managed a couple of episodes of Knightfall before retiring to bed. Our early wake up call had taken its toll.
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