We should mark today as a special day because we only get one every four years. It was 20 years ago today my uncle died, so we can commemorate that event for only the fifth time, but as for what I might have been doing on other 29ths of February over the years, I have to ask that keeper of my past, Facebook. When I do, I come across these…
That was eight years ago. Not only was the weather good enough for paddling at Saint Nicholas Beach, but the godson was light enough for a piggyback. Today, the weather’s not bad, but we’re expecting a storm, and there’s no way I’m putting a sixteen-year-old on my back and walking up the Pedi Road. Instead, we will mark the occasion with a music theory and clarinet lesson followed by model building.
I was meant to be in Rhodes tomorrow. (Did I tell you this?) I had an appointment but after making it, learned that we were in for high winds, so I changed it to next Wednesday. Just as well, as the ferry is now not scheduled to return to Symi during the night rather than in the early evening.
As we’re talking grumpy weather, I’ve had a couple of photos knocking about my folder since around Christmas time, so I thought I’d post them. Not that this is what it looks like out there today, but I may as well use them, and you might have missed such views. On some days, we can’t even see the small island of Nimos, which isn’t that far away, and on other days, we can’t even see the clock tower. Today, though, has started calmly, so that’s good news. It’s also about the only news I have, so let’s leave it there for today.
