Saturday, 16 June 2018

Oh what a night ...

One thing led to another ...

A quick beer, after the trip. Learn from Alan there is one less Skiathiti seagull, after it struck the plane, on landing.

You know how it goes, welcome back. The numerous questions. The whos, where what why and whens.

How is SWMBO? How is Junior? The news spreads fast, as its translated ...

The house is different, but its great to be back home. Places to go people to see. Work to do.

The boys at Stamatis, try to kill me, as always with kindness. Mr Stamatis and Daphne, hugs and kisses. More oil? Of course ...

Frank clearly needs a trip to the optician, i waved and Margie could see from 50 yards away.

A glass of wine with friends, and share the banquet meze, laid before me. Off to bed, the little one said, and off we toddled on the cobbles ...

Only to be woken by thunder, a few hours later. Quite an impressive sight it was too.

You could be mistaken, and think we were under attack, at 3am the lightning strikes were like this.


That will have put a few of the newbies off.

However this morning its dry, the swallows and house martins, are performing acrobatics overhead.

All good down on the rock ...

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