The owl was with us again yesterday, this time at around 13.00 and closer to the house than before. The photos again aren’t great, because I currently only have my phone, but if you look closely, you can see him on one of the metal rods that are meant to support a vine in the garden beneath us.
The garden belongs to the house but really to the abandoned apartment beneath us. The last time I went in there was to see why the water was draining from our limited tank up here. The then landlord had some workmen in, and they were noisily doing something in the kitchen (which is beneath ours and has no ventilation or natural light). After an hour of banging around, they left, and our pump started running. Ten minutes later it was still going so I went to have a look only to find they’d left the front door wide open, and there was water spewing from some connection in the kitchen. I had to call in Symi Property Services to disconnect the downstairs water from our tank, else we’d not be able to use and water. That done, I closed up the flat below, and no-one has been in there since. I hate to think what it looks like now. But, the garden looks clear and tidy because Sam did it for us last week.
Last night, we went to Scena for something to eat and for Neil to see Jenine before he jets off to Scotland for two weeks, and I found I was sharing my table with a ghost.
Also yesterday, H came for piano and we’ve arranged to watch a recent dramatization of the life of Mozart that is now on a streaming channel we use. I’ve not seen it, but apparently it’s good, and it’s over three one-hour-long parts, so we’ll start after piano on Thursday. By then, Neil should have sailed to Rhodes, gone by car to the airport early on Wednesday for a 6.30 flight, arrived in Edinburgh by 11.30 (local), used a bus or tram to reach his city centre hotel ahead of catching a bus to Inverness on Friday morning. He’s in for some fun weather. I shall be here, locked in my eternal battle between having to type to earn money and typing paining my bad arm. Hey ho! At least I have Mozart with Little Mozart to look forward to.
