Day to day on Symi

Sunday Symi silliness

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Friday sunrise 1

Sunday morning, the cat is up on the roof in the sun, half the housework is done, chicken is marinating in the kitchen ahead of a barbeque later and I am watching small fishing boats coming in and out of Harani down below me. The washing machine is on, I’ve checked my emails and messages, stripped the bed, put the washing up away, had a shower, hung things out to dry and am now sitting down to get ahead of myself by writing this, and it’s only 7.45.

The joys of having a loud cat.

Sunday morning, the cat is up on the roof in the sun, half the housework is done, chicken is marinating in the kitchen ahead of a barbeque later and I am watching small fishing boats coming in and out of Harani down below me. The washing machine is on, I’ve checked my emails and messages, stripped the bed, put the washing up away, had a shower, hung things out to dry and am now sitting down to get ahead of myself by writing this, and it’s only 7.45. The joys of having a loud cat. The other night he was allowed to stay in and we avoided the 5.00 shout-out, but did have to put up with a 5.00 bedroom exploration instead. But at least I was able to stay in bed, mostly asleep, until half seven on that day. Last night we tried the same thing but this resulted in a ‘wanna go out’ shout at some deep-dark, unexplored, time of night, and so I got up to let him out. That was followed by early morning ‘I wanna come in’ shouts that finally got me out of bed at 6.30 – Neil had gone to see to his Lordship even earlier than that. But, on the happy news side; we’ve had a good weekend so far and there’s still the children’s art class exhibition to go and view later this morning followed by the barbeque. We’re aiming for Nimborio for that but it will depend on the wind. It was blowing madly yesterday, and a bitter north wind was finding every possible crack to whistle in through in the house. There’s less wind today but it still looks cold out there. The ear thing seems a bit better today too, though it’s still very noisy in there, but the keyboard isn’t sliding about too much. I've made an appointment with an ear doctor in Rhodes for the week after next, and hope to at least find out what causes all this and, even better, some way to get it under control. I have spoken to a doctor recently who thinks, as I do, that it’s caused by some kind of RSI, from sitting here at the desk blogging away all day (almost) every day; pressure on a part of the back or neck that restricts blood flow to the inner ear. It’s one possibility and the most likely. He recommended acupuncture but that sounds far to much like changing a tyre under water for me. I suppose I could try randomly sticking pins in myself, it would be a lot more pleasurable than the tablets I tried on Friday. ‘Vertigo-Vomex’ (I've had them before, I should have known better). Yes, yucky name, and yes the dizziness did stop but that was only because I was so drowsy from them that I was practically drooling. Took me a good 24 hours to get just two of them out of my system and start functioning again. But hey! You didn’t sit down here to read about all that. You want to know the latest Symi gossip. Well, what can I tell you? Her form down the road hasn’t washed her step and is no better than she should be, and he from along the lane is reportedly seeing someone who you would never guess, and that scandal over at number 26 with the politician’s brother’s other half and the milk bottle, well, what an odyssey that’s been… I’ll be back with more of the same during the week. A week which is a birthday week. And to celebrate my 52nd I have arranged for Richard III to be buried on my birthday. And that was not easy to arrange I can tell you!
Sunrise 2, from the roof

The other night he was allowed to stay in and we avoided the 5.00 shout-out, but did have to put up with a 5.00 bedroom exploration instead. But at least I was able to stay in bed, mostly asleep, until half seven on that day. Last night we tried the same thing but this resulted in a ‘wanna go out’ shout at some deep-dark, unexplored, time of night, and so I got up to let him out. That was followed by early morning ‘I wanna come in’ shouts that finally got me out of bed at 6.30 – Neil had gone to see to his Lordship even earlier than that.

Sunday morning, the cat is up on the roof in the sun, half the housework is done, chicken is marinating in the kitchen ahead of a barbeque later and I am watching small fishing boats coming in and out of Harani down below me. The washing machine is on, I’ve checked my emails and messages, stripped the bed, put the washing up away, had a shower, hung things out to dry and am now sitting down to get ahead of myself by writing this, and it’s only 7.45. The joys of having a loud cat. The other night he was allowed to stay in and we avoided the 5.00 shout-out, but did have to put up with a 5.00 bedroom exploration instead. But at least I was able to stay in bed, mostly asleep, until half seven on that day. Last night we tried the same thing but this resulted in a ‘wanna go out’ shout at some deep-dark, unexplored, time of night, and so I got up to let him out. That was followed by early morning ‘I wanna come in’ shouts that finally got me out of bed at 6.30 – Neil had gone to see to his Lordship even earlier than that. But, on the happy news side; we’ve had a good weekend so far and there’s still the children’s art class exhibition to go and view later this morning followed by the barbeque. We’re aiming for Nimborio for that but it will depend on the wind. It was blowing madly yesterday, and a bitter north wind was finding every possible crack to whistle in through in the house. There’s less wind today but it still looks cold out there. The ear thing seems a bit better today too, though it’s still very noisy in there, but the keyboard isn’t sliding about too much. I've made an appointment with an ear doctor in Rhodes for the week after next, and hope to at least find out what causes all this and, even better, some way to get it under control. I have spoken to a doctor recently who thinks, as I do, that it’s caused by some kind of RSI, from sitting here at the desk blogging away all day (almost) every day; pressure on a part of the back or neck that restricts blood flow to the inner ear. It’s one possibility and the most likely. He recommended acupuncture but that sounds far to much like changing a tyre under water for me. I suppose I could try randomly sticking pins in myself, it would be a lot more pleasurable than the tablets I tried on Friday. ‘Vertigo-Vomex’ (I've had them before, I should have known better). Yes, yucky name, and yes the dizziness did stop but that was only because I was so drowsy from them that I was practically drooling. Took me a good 24 hours to get just two of them out of my system and start functioning again. But hey! You didn’t sit down here to read about all that. You want to know the latest Symi gossip. Well, what can I tell you? Her form down the road hasn’t washed her step and is no better than she should be, and he from along the lane is reportedly seeing someone who you would never guess, and that scandal over at number 26 with the politician’s brother’s other half and the milk bottle, well, what an odyssey that’s been… I’ll be back with more of the same during the week. A week which is a birthday week. And to celebrate my 52nd I have arranged for Richard III to be buried on my birthday. And that was not easy to arrange I can tell you!
Boat out of the water in Yialos, preparing for the summer

But, on the happy news side; we’ve had a good weekend so far and there’s still the children’s art class exhibition to go and view later this morning followed by the barbeque. We’re aiming for Nimborio for that but it will depend on the wind. It was blowing madly yesterday, and a bitter north wind was finding every possible crack to whistle in through in the house. There’s less wind today but it still looks cold out there.

Sunday morning, the cat is up on the roof in the sun, half the housework is done, chicken is marinating in the kitchen ahead of a barbeque later and I am watching small fishing boats coming in and out of Harani down below me. The washing machine is on, I’ve checked my emails and messages, stripped the bed, put the washing up away, had a shower, hung things out to dry and am now sitting down to get ahead of myself by writing this, and it’s only 7.45. The joys of having a loud cat. The other night he was allowed to stay in and we avoided the 5.00 shout-out, but did have to put up with a 5.00 bedroom exploration instead. But at least I was able to stay in bed, mostly asleep, until half seven on that day. Last night we tried the same thing but this resulted in a ‘wanna go out’ shout at some deep-dark, unexplored, time of night, and so I got up to let him out. That was followed by early morning ‘I wanna come in’ shouts that finally got me out of bed at 6.30 – Neil had gone to see to his Lordship even earlier than that. But, on the happy news side; we’ve had a good weekend so far and there’s still the children’s art class exhibition to go and view later this morning followed by the barbeque. We’re aiming for Nimborio for that but it will depend on the wind. It was blowing madly yesterday, and a bitter north wind was finding every possible crack to whistle in through in the house. There’s less wind today but it still looks cold out there. The ear thing seems a bit better today too, though it’s still very noisy in there, but the keyboard isn’t sliding about too much. I've made an appointment with an ear doctor in Rhodes for the week after next, and hope to at least find out what causes all this and, even better, some way to get it under control. I have spoken to a doctor recently who thinks, as I do, that it’s caused by some kind of RSI, from sitting here at the desk blogging away all day (almost) every day; pressure on a part of the back or neck that restricts blood flow to the inner ear. It’s one possibility and the most likely. He recommended acupuncture but that sounds far to much like changing a tyre under water for me. I suppose I could try randomly sticking pins in myself, it would be a lot more pleasurable than the tablets I tried on Friday. ‘Vertigo-Vomex’ (I've had them before, I should have known better). Yes, yucky name, and yes the dizziness did stop but that was only because I was so drowsy from them that I was practically drooling. Took me a good 24 hours to get just two of them out of my system and start functioning again. But hey! You didn’t sit down here to read about all that. You want to know the latest Symi gossip. Well, what can I tell you? Her form down the road hasn’t washed her step and is no better than she should be, and he from along the lane is reportedly seeing someone who you would never guess, and that scandal over at number 26 with the politician’s brother’s other half and the milk bottle, well, what an odyssey that’s been… I’ll be back with more of the same during the week. A week which is a birthday week. And to celebrate my 52nd I have arranged for Richard III to be buried on my birthday. And that was not easy to arrange I can tell you!
Chairs from a bar put out while the bar is decorated for the summer. Neil watching paint dry.

The ear thing seems a bit better today too, though it’s still very noisy in there, but the keyboard isn’t sliding about too much. I’ve made an appointment with an ear doctor in Rhodes for the week after next, and hope to at least find out what causes all this and, even better, some way to get it under control. I have spoken to a doctor recently who thinks, as I do, that it’s caused by some kind of RSI, from sitting here at the desk blogging away all day (almost) every day; pressure on a part of the back or neck that restricts blood flow to the inner ear. It’s one possibility and the most likely. He recommended acupuncture but that sounds far to much like changing a tyre under water for me. I suppose I could try randomly sticking pins in myself, it would be a lot more pleasurable than the tablets I tried on Friday. ‘Vertigo-Vomex’ (I’ve had them before, I should have known better). Yes, yucky name, and yes the dizziness did stop but that was only because I was so drowsy from them that I was practically drooling. Took me a good 24 hours to get just two of them out of my system and start functioning again.

Sunday morning, the cat is up on the roof in the sun, half the housework is done, chicken is marinating in the kitchen ahead of a barbeque later and I am watching small fishing boats coming in and out of Harani down below me. The washing machine is on, I’ve checked my emails and messages, stripped the bed, put the washing up away, had a shower, hung things out to dry and am now sitting down to get ahead of myself by writing this, and it’s only 7.45. The joys of having a loud cat. The other night he was allowed to stay in and we avoided the 5.00 shout-out, but did have to put up with a 5.00 bedroom exploration instead. But at least I was able to stay in bed, mostly asleep, until half seven on that day. Last night we tried the same thing but this resulted in a ‘wanna go out’ shout at some deep-dark, unexplored, time of night, and so I got up to let him out. That was followed by early morning ‘I wanna come in’ shouts that finally got me out of bed at 6.30 – Neil had gone to see to his Lordship even earlier than that. But, on the happy news side; we’ve had a good weekend so far and there’s still the children’s art class exhibition to go and view later this morning followed by the barbeque. We’re aiming for Nimborio for that but it will depend on the wind. It was blowing madly yesterday, and a bitter north wind was finding every possible crack to whistle in through in the house. There’s less wind today but it still looks cold out there. The ear thing seems a bit better today too, though it’s still very noisy in there, but the keyboard isn’t sliding about too much. I've made an appointment with an ear doctor in Rhodes for the week after next, and hope to at least find out what causes all this and, even better, some way to get it under control. I have spoken to a doctor recently who thinks, as I do, that it’s caused by some kind of RSI, from sitting here at the desk blogging away all day (almost) every day; pressure on a part of the back or neck that restricts blood flow to the inner ear. It’s one possibility and the most likely. He recommended acupuncture but that sounds far to much like changing a tyre under water for me. I suppose I could try randomly sticking pins in myself, it would be a lot more pleasurable than the tablets I tried on Friday. ‘Vertigo-Vomex’ (I've had them before, I should have known better). Yes, yucky name, and yes the dizziness did stop but that was only because I was so drowsy from them that I was practically drooling. Took me a good 24 hours to get just two of them out of my system and start functioning again. But hey! You didn’t sit down here to read about all that. You want to know the latest Symi gossip. Well, what can I tell you? Her form down the road hasn’t washed her step and is no better than she should be, and he from along the lane is reportedly seeing someone who you would never guess, and that scandal over at number 26 with the politician’s brother’s other half and the milk bottle, well, what an odyssey that’s been… I’ll be back with more of the same during the week. A week which is a birthday week. And to celebrate my 52nd I have arranged for Richard III to be buried on my birthday. And that was not easy to arrange I can tell you!
Fishing can be a lonely job.

But hey! You didn’t sit down here to read about all that. You want to know the latest Symi gossip. Well, what can I tell you? Her form down the road hasn’t washed her step and is no better than she should be, and he from along the lane is reportedly seeing someone who you would never guess, and that scandal over at number 26 with the politician’s brother’s other half and the milk bottle, well, what an odyssey that’s been…

I’ll be back with more of the same during the week. A week which is a birthday week. And to celebrate my 52nd I have arranged for Richard III to be buried on my birthday. And that was not easy to arrange I can tell you!