Tuesday morning Symi

Tuesday morning Symi
Just a few words this morning as I’m already running late. It’s on mornings like this that you don’t want to be out in a small boat doing your fishing at seven in the morning. It’s not particularly cold, though it’s not warm, it’s not windy, but it is rather overcast and it looks like there could be rain on the way today. And down below, in the bay, there is one small, lone fishing boat; the rest of the sea is clear, lonely.

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All rather dramatic this morning

This is the first time in ages I’ve written a post actually on the day of the post, as I usually do them in advance now, but I got caught up in things yesterday and never got around to it. So, straight from bed, straight to the roof for some photos and then straight to the desk and no idea what to tell you. There has been no earth-shattering news from Symi that I am aware of, everything ticks over rather quietly. We have had no refugees arrive for a couple of weeks, the scheduled boats have been coming and going and the Christmas decorations are still up in certain parts of the island, but that’s all par for the course at this time of year. The bins get emptied…

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The guys are at work early

Things continue to run as usual and also rather smoothly and I continue to do my thing. I did do some work on another writing project over the weekend, leaving the Donkeys to fend for themselves for a day or two. I started work on another story idea that’s been floating around for a while now, as stories tend to do. It’s slowly developing in my mind as I work on several other projects (must sit down and finish one at some point) but the weekend was a turning point in ‘getting it out’ (of the imagination and onto paper). At least, the rough structure is down, the timeline, the outline of characters, the logline, synopsis and basic structure questions: who, where, what, why, how, will, whether, and many others starting with W and ending with a ?

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Not a lot happening out there

So -that’s at least some good, creative news from over the weekend. That and the fact that Neil bought some drops for the cat’s eye and we’ve administered the proper stuff twice now and, later this morning, I shall do battle with him again (the cat) and see how his poorly eye is doing.

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And towards the east