Symi Dream

Living on a Greek island

A Greek island blog from Symi in the Dodecanese islands of Greece. "James’s great talent lies in his careful observation of the absurd and the amusing, the dramas and the difficulties..." Anne Zouroudi.

Symi Dream - Living on a Greek island

Damp but fine

Damp but fine

We’re starting the runup to Christmas slightly damp but otherwise fine over here. A wet weekend, no boat on Saturday due to weather, some high winds, but nothing major going wrong. And while that was happening, there was a pantomime given by the local amateur dramatic group, but the children’s bazaar was moved to next Saturday as some of the participants couldn’t get across for it. A couple of us are practising today for the carols on Thursday – 7.30 pm, Lefteris kafeneion, proceeds to the Rhodes orphanage.

At home, the kitchen table is a mess as I started on my latest model kit and then had to pause while I waited for new paints to arrive. I’m now starting to get comments about clearing the table as the model bits and box have been there so long, and am reminded of being 12 again. I think the glow in the dark witch will have to go away until after Christmas, but I will get back to it.

One of the things I still have to move to this new PC is my photo resising software. I thought it would be an easy task at 5.30 on a Sunday morning, but it’s not, so you will have to make do with no images for now. I was going to post something more festive, but until I can find a new programme, or move over the old one, this will have to do.

Could be a bleak day

Could be a bleak day

As I am writing this yesterday, I don’t yet know the outcome of the yUK elections, but I’m sitting here hoping beyond hope that the Con party don’t get back in again. Not that I am particularly Labour, but it seems the only option to stop the decline of the country, or at least send it in another direction, and anything has to be better than the mess the other lot have made over the last nine years. What’s more, it’s very frustrating not to be able to do anything about it. Of course, for us, the Brexit shambles and shame is the most pressing matter as its one that could directly impact on where and how we live, and yet, even though I am one of those most affected by it, I have no say in what happens to that either. My country, I feel, has abandoned me and I must leave it up to my friends back there to deliver my future. Equally, it’s up to those who don’t care about us overseas, and I can’t influence them, so all I can do is worry about it.

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As I am an early riser, I expect I will be up in time to see the results coming in, but by the time I surface, I reckon there will be a clear indication of what’s happening. Another five years of hideous self-serving and non-caring about certain sections of society, or a mix-up of parties vying for leadership and the same Brexit debacle rumbling on as it was before the election was announced, or possibly, but I have to say, doubtfully, a completely new government with a decent majority, which would at least, show the current lot that sensible people don’t accept lies and maltreatment. We shall know tomorrow. Either way, all I can do is hope the country finds a way to recover from the mess this current lot have made, and the lies and manipulations of Brexshit, while I watch from afar. Being afar, I’m not so influenced by the nasty right-wing press over there and can find a less biased view via European and outside observers, which is what I am. Anyway… Here’s hoping, and here are some more cheerful thoughts:

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We put up our Christmas decorations on Wednesday in a flurry of afternoon activity. The tree is a bit crammed into an alcove, but at least it’s out of the way, though I must hide the wires somehow. The other window alcove houses ‘the boys’, Paddington, an elf, Allan from Thunderbirds and the gang, and in the hall, we have our version of the nativity. Basically, it’s Apollo, the Marathon runner, a Neil Godfrey original bronze cast and a man doing yoga, but it’s a start. There’s a pile of things beside my desk which need wrapping, so that could be a job for later today (Thursday) as the rain falls, the thunder rolls and the power goes off again for a few minutes. Let’s hope the lights don’t go out on Britain tomorrow (today) and they those who live there don’t have to suffer another five years of mismanagement by toffs who hide in fridges. Good luck.

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