Walk and water
Another walk, another sunny day, and one that came with a couple of surprises. The first was answering the gate to Yiannis who had passed by to drop off two tubs of dinner he had made for us while cooking his own. Unexpected but well received. The second was when we were at Rainbow having an orange juice after shopping and enjoying the sunshine. I saw the water meter reader man. I’m not sure of the official title, but Michaelis is also our champion marathon runner, and I’m more used to seeing him on the news after some gruelling race he has just breezed through and, more than likely won. Now then…
Our water meter is in our courtyard, and it shouldn’t be. A few years ago, everyone was asked or told to move their meters outside, so they could be read on all properties and not just those where the occupier was at home. That was done at our old house, but it was never done here. Since we’ve been here, we have only had it read twice, and last time, the reading man (not Michaelis) didn’t seem to have it on his list. We were chatting to Yianni about this when I suggested I go home and let Michaelis in so he could read ours. He said he would come the next day. Meanwhile, Yiannis decided to phone the town hall and let them know the meter needs to be moved. I’m not sure what our landlord will say, but I expect he will be pleased; he’s mentioned its location before but never, it seems, got around to reporting it. I believe the water company are meant to come and move it, so now, hopefully, someone will. I must ask Yianni if the message got through. That’s just two examples of village life here on Symi.
