Looking from the balcony yesterday at some point, the only boats I could see moored up were day-trip boats. Five of them. All the smaller sailing boats and larger yachts had gone. It just looked a bit odd, that’s all. The other boats were back later in the day, and we can only see one half of one side of the harbour from up here, but it was the first time I had noticed only day boats. We’ve still got several day boats coming in, from the speedboat-style ones to the larger King Saron, also known as the Queeny Shaz. (I don’t know. It went something like: King Saron, King Sharon, Queen Sharon, Queen Shaz, Queeny Shaz. Its etymology is clouded in nonsense.)
A harbour view from last week.
In other news, I may be nipping back to Rhodes next week or the week after to see the doc about my tennis elbow again. To get an appointment for this one, you have to phone an appointment agency, so Neil is going to do that for me on Friday, as I am more phone phobic than ever these days. (If you want me, send a message, don’t ring, it sets my heart a pumping like no-one’s business.) I’ve been cutting down on the repetitiveness that has caused the strain (typing), but as it’s the way I earn a living, I can’t cut down on it too much. (Still fine on the piano, L. and back on my feet today.) So, that’s the news from home.
Autumn light.
News from elsewhere… Weather fine, warmer now the north wind has dropped. If you’re heading this way soon, you can expect warm (25° to 30°) and calm until later on Monday when it’s meant to be a little north-wind breezy again for 24 hours, then back to calm. If you’re already here, then simply look out of the window and you’ll see what the weather is doing.
As you can see, not much to report, so I’m getting on with chapter eight.
