The Symi Festival this week
Dates for your Symi Festival diary this week:
Tuesday 23rd – Celebration of the traditional feast of our Lady of Nimos
Sunday 28th – Local music ‘hypochromic’
The venue for the concert will be announced nearer the time through the island’s speaker system.

I’ve been watching the lights over on Nimos through the past few night, looks like they are getting the monastery ready for the festival at all hours. There will be taxi boats and others going backwards and forwards through the day and into the night on Tuesday. There is a description of this festival in William Travis’ ‘Bus Stop Symi’ if I remember correctly.

I’ve been having a bit of a Universal horror film weekend – not watching any, but moving about the house looking like Igor. I was doing one of those mundane things on Friday morning, getting dressed actually, and suddenly, for no reason, felt a great ripping up the top of one leg and into my back. ‘This doesn’t feel good,’ I thought and then said… Well, I shan’t repeat it here. But it’s now, Sunday as I write and I’m doing lines from ‘Noises off,’ “Am I in Spain? No I’m not in Spain, dear, I’m in agony.” (You should watch the film if you’ve not seen it, very funny especially if you’re into theatre or amateur dramatics.)

This put paid to my plan which was to walk to the monastery of ‘To Vrisi’ on Friday, and do some early morning wandering on Saturday and Sunday. Instead, I spent Friday at home trying to get comfortable while Neil went to Yialos and bought me some ‘anti-inflatables’, which have helped slightly, though you have to realise that the name of the tablets is nothing to take personally. You ask the pharmacy what’s the best thing to take for a ripped muscle and they reply with ‘Voltaren Retard.’ Luckily there’s no comma in there our it could be mildly insulting- but at least they seem to be working. As is sitting still and reading for two days mixed with a little moving about and the local equivalent of Deep Heat. Ah, the joys of getting older.

But it did give me time to read through the printed version of ‘Remotely’ to check for any last typos and corrections before the Kindle versions is finished. (Still a few weeks away as the man formatting it for me is now having to arrange the filming of the opening night of Hedda Gabler in Oslo from his cottage in Shropshire while also dealing with the sending out of info about ‘The 13th‘ and caring for his elderly mother… But we are getting there.)
‘Remotely‘ has been selling well for its first month, but we could always do with more sales, so please take a look – just follow the link. I have to say, having not read it through for a while now it still made me laugh, in in places I’d not laughed in before and also brought a tear to my eye in places, and I knew what was coming. The most recent five-star review of it on Amazon includes: “More double-entendres than a Carry On film” which I rather like.

Anyway, I’m going to hobble away now. I’m hoping to get out later if only to get some more inspiring photos for the blog, though we also need even more cat food – I am sure he eats more than we do – and other bits and pieces. I shall put on my fake mid-European/Transylvanian accent, costume and bent walk and wander about Yialos saying, ‘Yes, Mhasther’ while throwing switches and pulling leavers before stealing a brain from a science lab that is clearly marked ‘Abnormal Brain’ (see James Whale’s Frankenstein) and laughing hysterically for no reason. Here’s to a good week.




















