And off to Pedi

And off to Pedi
Straight after lunch on Monday, before I had a chance to get comfortable in the ass-groove on the sofa, we set off for another short walk. This one was down the Pedi road, turning off behind what used to be Blooms, near the Aletheni, and following that easy path to the back of Pedi. You come out by the football pitch, turn right and then left next to the new church, and follow the path through what I call the cyclamen meadow. Not all of them are out yet, but other flowers are appearing and some cyclamen, and there’s also blossom on the trees.

And off to Pedi
Chaffinch, apparently

I managed to get a blurred photo of a chaffinch on the path ahead – I was walking towards it on zoom, and he was walking away, so it was a bit hit and miss. While being watched by sheep and their lambs, we also saw a blackbird. There were a few other varieties of feathered things about, but all too fast and secretive for me to catch any more on camera. Apart from the chickens that were penned in with some oranges.

And off to Pedi
Chicken in orange sauce?

It’s a nice, rural walk, though not a long one, which was lucky as I’d still not recovered from the longer walk on Sunday. The old leg muscles were aching a bit as I am out of walking condition, thanks to winter weather and dedicated laziness on my part. The sun was out, though – I didn’t need to take my coat which Neil kindly carried for me as I was still saying ‘Ow’ and ‘Ooh’ thanks to my dodgy back and aching legs. Pedi itself was quiet and nearly deserted, but the taverna was working on its preparations for Summer, and the kiosk was open, as usual. Back up the road via the corner shop and home and it took us about 80 minutes.

And off to Pedi
It’s like being back on the Romney Marshes

I have to leave the walk there (which is what I did anyway, the ass-groove was calling) because Neil had just had the results from his Ancestry DNA test-cum-Christmas present. Turns out he is 32% Irish, the biggest slice of his pie chart, followed by the to-be-expected areas of West Europe and the yUK (Anglo-Saxon), Scandinavia (Vikings) and North East Russia (not sure, Vikings too?). But he also has elements of the Middle East, Caucus, South Asia (still not sure where that is exactly, though on the sites I looked at, it was more Middle East than anything else), and the Iberian Peninsula. Looks like, somewhere in the distant past, some of his ancestors were traders from the Middle East or possibly even refugees from Syria, or whatever it was called there. (I am speculating here; his map does look like a trade route, though.) He also has 5% Greek in him and don’t read anything into that. So, he’s excited and now has a better, though not accurate, idea of why he is often mistaken for being Mediterranean due to his swarthy looks. I also have to go now as we’ve just had a power cut. It looks like I will have to load his up later when the internet comes back on. Oh, it just did as I was spell checking the above.

And off to Pedi
Pedi valley in February