Out for a walk yesterday around six, hence these couple of photos. I saw on Facebook that the first turf for the repairs to the football pitch has arrived, and noticed from the hillside path that the ground is no longer just mud, and work has started. All good news for our three football teams one, or all of which recently received a signed shirt from the Aston Villa team.
I saw the usual sights on the walk yesterday. Men waiting for work pickups at the bus stop, people cleaning steps and brushing the lanes outside their houses, the goats on the path to the monastery, passing me as if on their morning commute, and later, ladies heading to Agia Marina to tend the graves. By the way, if you are heading that way, the bridge is being worked on, and the ravine, and it’s passable on foot and possibly on a moped, with care – see photos below. It was a quiet, calm morning, and very pleasant. Even though I had my music playing, my mind was on a story, and when I reached home an hour later, I had to sit and write down the notes for it. I’d had an entire scene in my head but won’t be able to recreate it exactly – where’s brain to paper transference technology at these days?
And, for those following the water story… I left the gate unlatched yesterday and, when we returned, the boys were busy at work on the tower where several more yards of black piping had been added and trailed. We told them about the leak on the new joint, and they said they would attend to it. I was also able to ascertain, in our mix of Anglo-Greek-Albanian, that the work they were doing, the tank #2 and solar water heater, are for the apartment downstairs and for the landlord’s house, and there was no need for them to interfere with our water supply. They laughed when I looked relieved and were grateful for the celebratory beers we gave them from our fridge. (It has been there since Christmas, but it’s still within date.)