News from the petting zoo
There has been a massive yacht in the harbour for a couple of days. A three-masted, modern thing that, apparently, costs €44,000 per week to hire, or something similar. I guess you have to pay for fuel and food on top of that, plus staff tips, so it’s not something we’re likely to be using in the near future. Neil took a snap of it from the balcony the other day, and others were doing the rounds on Fakebook.
I managed a shot of it leaving on Sunday night, from a distance.
I saw a couple of other usual sights on a walk on Monday morning. There must have been a party or wedding, baptism or other celebration up towards the top of the village as the road was paved with gold. Well, gold confetti and balloons.
There were also several goats rummaging around in ruins climbing trees and on roofs and causing a bit of a racket. There are always goats around somewhere. Our lane is becoming quite the petting zoo these days. There are goats up the lane wandering free, the bin cats of course and their scraggy kittens, and also the chickens with their chicks. They were hiding behind a bin when I went past, so I couldn’t get a photo, but I could hear them, and I saw them the other day when I didn’t have the camera with me. Obviously, the cats aren’t interested in eating them, and the chickens and their chicks are not bothered by the cats, so everyone seems to be getting along quite nicely. Spot the goat (that’s not his name, as far as I know).
