Sunday, Sunday
Sunday was another pleasant day. An early start, as usual, house-pottering and writing in the morning, and a quiz in the afternoon. We gathered at the Sunrise café for a fortnightly quizword and general knowledge session. All very informal and fun and run by Peter who puts up with our asides and attempts at jokes. I took today’s photos there, only a couple as I don’t like to be intrusive, and they are from my phone, hence the odd look. Again, I don’t like to wander about with a large camera taking photos of people going about their daily business, it’s too invasive, I feel. So, that’s all I have today.
Except to add that a thunderstorm rolled across the island in the afternoon and I have no idea what name they gave this one and, frankly, I don’t care. This naming of bad weather winds me up (or winds me up if you want to look for a play of words which isn’t really there). All rain had stopped as we headed home, passing Georgio’s where a wedding party were having their feast. It was sad that the afternoon was so wet, but I hope they didn’t get too damp during the processions and festivities. It was good to see the taverna doing well, especially after Noufris saying that it often wasn’t worth him preparing meals by day due to lack of winter customers and often has to throw away more than he sells. I guess that’s how it goes these days; it used to be much busier during the winter months, but people either don’t have the spare funds or are not here. Lets’ hope it all picks up again soon.
