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Wherever I am, whatever the distance I have to travel when I leave somewhere, I always go to the bathroom before I go.  There is no scenario where I think – it’s only a few minutes – what could possibly go wrong?  Firstly because thinking that is practically inviting something to go wrong, and secondly because I channel my namesake grandmother in many things, but this one apparently first and foremost.  Read the rest of this entry »

Some time ago, my brother suggested this app for my phone.  It is supposed to be an app that keeps you healthy.  It basically counts your steps every day and gives you a target.  At least, that is how I use it.  It actually does a lot more than this, but I feel that anything more is an intrusion, and really I do not want to be told by my phone on a regular basis that I am unfit, unhealthy and going to die sooner than later. Frankly, I would rather not know; I like surprises. Read the rest of this entry »

It was Easter recently and along with Easter comes all of the tradition and ritual that you would expect from a displaced Greek family.  We have always celebrated Easter in a major way, and as children attended Church more often than the priests around this time of year.  I have stopped the church attendance part but everything else is present and accounted for.

So a traditional Easter will include the following: Read the rest of this entry »

The other day I went into Lush to buy a tub of body scrub. I may have mentioned this before, but Lush (and other stores of its type) have this effect on me that I don’t enjoy at all. They make me lightheaded and dizzy with all of the different perfumes and scents in the atmosphere.  Sometimes, even passing by the store makes me reach for my inhaler.  However, I needed something, so I braved it.  I specifically knew what I was going in for, so I took a deep breath and went in, releasing small amounts of breath slowly as I searched for the product I was after.  Two breaths later, product in hand, I approached the counter. 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 »

I mentioned in my last post that I enjoy a busy weekend, and I thought I would share one from August with you. Another friend, R, had a BBQ and we had the same angst about the weather. Once again, the weather held out and even though we weren’t as warm as 3 weeks ago, we were still able to enjoy the outdoors and (most importantly) the meat. The highlight of this BBQ was 10 hour cooked pulled pork shoulder. If I figure out how to attach a video, I will – this pork shoulder was moist, tender, delicious and devoured ravenously by myself and R’s other guests. (Just managed to link it, for the video click where it says cooked pulled pork shoulder.  Not suitable for vegetarians) Read the rest of this entry »


On this, the occasion of my 100th post, I thought I would tell you about last weekend which was a weekend of firsts for me.  I flew back from Athens on the Friday, with my sister and her two daughters.  Could I just say that although I love them both unreservedly and they were fantastically well-behaved, travelling with children is extraordinarily stressful.  Read the rest of this entry »


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A few weeks ago, I gathered some friends together at my place.  We had intended to make it a ‘games night’ – a throwback to our youth when we used to get together every week and play ping pong and board games in my parents’ basement  That weekend was a long weekend, so the Sunday evening get-together was a good opportunity to meet on what would ordinarily be a school night. Read the rest of this entry »

 Yesterday morning the doorbell rang unexpectedly at 07:30 and distractedly I accepted a package that wasn’t for me.  By the time I realised it, it was too late to hand it back to the postman so I thought I would take it to the Post Office on the way to my morning chores.

This was a big mistake. Read the rest of this entry »

So yesterday was election day here in the UK.  We were voting for MEPs and local councillors.  At least I think that’s what we were voting for.  The whole build-up to the elections thing completely passed me by and it was only because a friend posted on Facebook that she had voted that I remembered it was today.  I don’t object to voting, quite the opposite in fact, I think we should vote because frankly there was a time not too long ago where many people didn’t get to vote, so I figure since we can, then we should. Plus which I am Greek.  Imagine being a Greek who doesn’t eat olives doesn’t eat fish and doesn’t vote.  I’m telling you, I would be de-Greeked quicker than you can say Opa!  or some other Greek cliche. Read the rest of this entry »

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