Questions
Just trying to answer some of life’s more difficult questions today, such as, how did a quick meet at the Rainbow in the late afternoon stretch to ten pm? Ah, because friends arrived we’d not seen for four years, so that’s easily explainable. Then there’s the one: how come I wrestled with the Italian lady in my phone for hours and yet it took Panormitis two minutes to silence her and all other voices, PIN me in, set me up and hand it back? Ah, because he knows what he is doing, so that’s explained too.
Busy in Yialos these days.
Then there’s the, how did the temperature go from reasonably mild to incredibly hot overnight? And that will be because it always happens around this time of year. There’s usually one day of the summer when someone leans on the thermostat, and we’re hitting the high 30s and low 40s before you can say, ‘Hot, isn’t…?’ That thought led me to wonder if anyone has designed clothes that keep you cool, you know, like the opposite of cold weather gear? I don’t mean light cotton or nudity but a shirt, shorts or a suit, dress, whatever, made from a material that actually cools the skin. They probably have. I’ll have to have a look.
Other questions were knocking about inside my head this morning such as, why on earth do I wake up with two recitative lines from Phantom of the Opera in my head after a good night’s sleep? I mean, not even one of the more tuneful parts. And then a fairly serious one: who on earth can I vote for?
You see, after living away from B (that’s Britain, I simply can’t put ‘great’ in front of it anymore) for fifteen years I am no longer eligible to vote in British elections – not just me, but any citizen who has decided to live a better life elsewhere. That time has now passed so I can’t vote there which makes me feel kind of stateless. I’m not a Greek citizen, so I can’t vote in the Greek government elections, fair enough but odd. I mean, I have lived in Greece long enough to lose my right to vote in the yUK, but am also stateless in the country I live in. If/when the yUK Government appease the right-wing bigots who voted for Brexit because they believed lies and wanted all refugees to go home, or whatever their favourite ‘newspaper’ told them to think, I assume I will no longer be allowed to vote in European parliamentary elections. I am (sadly) British and will have been ostracized from Euro-democracy by Daily Mail readers et al. Which leaves me with only one vote, one chance to affect democracy, one opportunity every four years to ‘have my say’, and that is the local council election on Symi. I’m assuming we’ll still be able to do that even with a British passport after/if Br***t happens.
Anyway, that’s my world: Symi. It’s the only place where I will have a democratic right to vote (after you-know-what), so it’s all I’m worried about. I think there are elections here this year, so I have that to look forward to. Now, I’m going to potter off and wonder why on earth I wrote this. Ah, questions, questions…
