It’s a cool, clear day today, Monday. The Express has come and gone, but otherwise, the harbour below looks quiet. Up here, the washing machine is churning, the bathroom ceiling needs cleaning of the condensation mould -a common problem at this time of year – and the shutters are still closed against the lower air temperature outside, though it’s not that cold in the sun, quite warm in fact.
I am now back to ‘The Witchling,’ the Saddling follow-up which I have left alone for a few months now to let it sink in. I returned to it thinking it was going to be a mess as it kind of popped out last year, but actually… So far, it’s not too bad, though I am tweaking and correcting as I go and it is a second draft I am now turning into a third draft before having someone else read it. There may be a request for ‘beta readers’ and proofing if anyone would like a free copy before it’s published. I’ll keep you informed.
Otherwise, it’s quiet around these parts. There is rock music at the kafeneion this weekend, we may go to Georgio’s for a meal after payday, but the electricity estimate is in, and I saw the water bill being handed to the landlord the other day so we will have to see. I prefer to stay on top of bills, paying estimates if I can so that the blow is lessened when the real deal comes through a couple of months later. So, that’s it for now apart from these photos taken on a wander around the other day.