Symi Dream

Living on a Greek island

A Greek island blog from Symi in the Dodecanese islands of Greece. "James’s great talent lies in his careful observation of the absurd and the amusing, the dramas and the difficulties..." Anne Zouroudi.

Symi Dream - Living on a Greek island

Symi Wednesday morning

Wednesday morning

The wind is still battering the house, it’s cold, the heater has been on all night, and I’m back in thermals and several layers. It’s seven o’clock in the morning, and I’m just going to pop out and get a photo from the roof…

[Cut to 30 seconds later]

By Zooks, it’s cold! The thermometer, when I found it as it had been blown from its moorings, read six degrees, but I think it’s lying. It was sheltered. My fingers are already useless, and I can’t feel my toes. I was only up there for a few seconds. The news is… From here, I can’t see any of the snow that can be seen from Pedi. It’s on the Turkish hills, not ours, but lower down than it usually is. I know, where you are may be minus something right now, and we do get cold weather like this in Symi, but it has been so mild so far this winter, it’s come as a shock. I’ve only had to wear gloves and a coat once since I was in Vancouver last March, and that was during a stray cold blast last month. Now, I might have to put them on inside the house.


Still, the main house is nice and warm, the office isn’t too bad with shutters closed and the velvet curtain drawn across, the heater on, and I’m glad of the thick carpet. Getting from one house to the other is via a quick shiver through an open porch, but that’s sufferable, and I am glad our bathroom is inside, unlike many houses around here. Oh, Neil’s just bought me another cup of tea, how nice. I don’t think he’ll be going anywhere today other than the sitting room.

Sorry about the blur, I was being buffeted.

Sorry about the blur, I was being buffeted.

As you can see, I’ve still got little else to talk about apart from home life and the weather. Except to say, Symi is still bug-free, vaccinations have started for the relevant groups, and there is still no definite news on when bars and tavernas may be able to reopen. Everything is being taken week by week, and that’s the way it should be. Sit tight and hope for the best is how I see it. And talking of sitting tight, my fingers are warming up, and I have a new story to plan and research while I wait for my current work in progress to come back from my proofreader. It’s warm (ish) in here, and here is where I am staying.