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I got a new computer thingy!  Hurray!  Time for my first blog post on it…

This summer, around the time of my birthday, I was in Athens.  I had emailed R, D’s boyfriend (and my unofficial tech support guy) to ask him for advice about buying a mini laptop.  I know these things have a proper technical name like notebook, or netbook or whatever, but I use the words that I know, and this here is a mini laptop. Read the rest of this entry »

Back in mid – July (which now seems like a lifetime ago), I went to Greece for a holiday.  Having made the decision to go, I also paid the extra however much it is to check in an extra suitcase.  Firstly because I always have a suitcase full of stuff for other people, and secondly because this time I was going for almost three weeks which means I also needed to take stuff for myself.  I had already taken a suitcase full in June when I went on a flying visit, but there is always plenty of stuff to take, and paying the extra £25 is cheaper than overweight at the airport, or sending stuff over. Read the rest of this entry »

After losing my bank card at the airport on the way to Athens, I wondered if the trip back would be less stressful.  Certainly, travelling alone would suggest that it could be, but then again, I had been alone on the way there and had gotten cheesed off with a billboard, so perhaps I need a travelling companion to keep me calm.  Lucky I do all that yoga to keep me zen… Read the rest of this entry »

Last week, we heard of the passing of a lady who lived on the island or the rock as it is also known.  She was extremely old, and in fact, rumours of her death have circulated every year for about 15 years now, until someone spotted her and she lived to tell another story.  Alas, this time, the rumours were true and she is no longer with us.  Read the rest of this entry »

As the end of my holiday approached, I began to gear up for my return to London.  Awaiting me at home was the prospect of another move.  After a brief panic where we were told that there may be a general strike on the day of my flight, but which they were not able to confirm or deny until the day before my flight which made moving forward impossible, we started the adventure of leaving Greece. Read the rest of this entry »

 

The last ten days of my holiday were filled with family events and relaxation.  My cousin got married, and a wonderful time was had by all.  The bride was beautiful, the groom handsome and the venue magical.  We danced the night away under the stars while I fielded questions about my single status like a pro.  Let’s face it, after so many years and twice as many weddings, I am a pro.  This time, I got a funny one. Read the rest of this entry »

About half way through my so far injury and illness-free holiday on the island, I noticed that my shoes were tight.  Not tight as in they-looked-nice-in-the-shop-so-I-bought-them-anyway tight, rather my feet were spilling out of the shoes.  I already hated the appearance of my feet this summer as I managed to get the most spectacularly bad flip flop tan lines on my feet and they looked kind of -well- stripey for want of a better word.   I asked my sisters if they thought my feet and ankles were swollen, they agreed that they were. Everyone told me to put my feet up so I spent that afternoon in bed with my feet elevated instead of at the beach. Read the rest of this entry »

Being on the island (or Rock) is always a bittersweet experience.  The part I enjoy most is the fact that usually I am there with my immediate and extended family which means I spend more time with brother, sisters, cousins, nephews and nieces.  I hadn’t stepped foot there in 4 years, which is unusual for me, in fact I hadn’t had a holiday in that long, so I was super-ready to relax, get some colour and spend time with family & friends. Read the rest of this entry »

After the case of the missing case (pun inadvertent, but I’ll take it), it was with trepidation that I went to collect D from Athens airport two days later. We were flying to the island the next morning, and she couldn’t afford to wait 24hrs for her case. It occurred to me that the 8 or so suitcases still on the carousel when I was waiting for mine could be a backlog. Also, D would not be as zen (ahem) as I was about being on holiday without any of her clothing. I got to the airport as her flight landed and then proceeded to wait for an hour. The doors opened and closed and people from her flight poured out. I saw her standing nervously by the carousel, she kept turning round to gesture to me that her case wasn’t coming. I admit to feeling a knot of tension until finally, thank goodness, her case came out. We went home and slept only to get up early and go back to the airport to catch our flight to the island. Read the rest of this entry »

I am leaving Athens tomorrow, after a week spent reminding myself of all the good things that this city has to offer. For me primarily, it is an abundance of good friends and family whom I do not see regularly enough. However this week, it has also been the weather. When I was packing, I asked my mum what the weather was like. Read the rest of this entry »

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