
Season of rattling shutters. Another storm coming in today, apparently. It’s started already, with high winds rattling the shutters early this morning, the forecast is for high wind and some rain, and there’s been talk of a shipping ban… Yes, a shipping ban, not a ‘shopping’ ban as reported yesterday. Getting struck by a shopping ban when on Rodes, how however I accidentally wrote it; a classic Symi Dream typo for your collection.

So, anyone who came over on the big boat last night was lucky to have caught it; if this weather carries on it will be grounded somewhere, as will the ‘Spanos’ boats. I’ve not yet had a look to see the state of play there, but I can see a small fishing boat heading back in to Yialos as the dawn breaks. Well, no so much breaks as slowly falls apart behind the heavy cloud. It’s all a bit grey out there and I am happy I don’t have anywhere to go today.

Last night, driven by sheer laziness, we went to Georgio’s for supper. There’s not a lot available at this time of year. We’d asked the other day (did I tell you this?) if there were any brizolas on (chops). Only to be told, ‘No, it’s Lent, no chops. We have lamb or goat.’ It was the same last night, though there was some chicken but that was being saved for today because the weather was due to turn bad. There’s a reason in there somewhere. So we had some kolokethokeftethes (probably a typo in there somewhere) which are courgette fritters, some keftethes, meatballs, and some patatas, potatoes. Simple and did the trick.

And we sat with returning visitors, the first returners of the season who have come for two weeks over Easter. I know others have arrived as well, and it feels a bit odd to be thinking that ‘summer’ has started again. It hasn’t, not if you look out of the window, but you know what I mean. It’s about to get going.
Anyway, all that was followed by a night of broken dreams thanks to the cat who has now taken to sitting on my head at five in the morning, or earlier, and thanks to the rising wind knocking the shutters about. Which is where we came in and where I must leave as I have things to do.