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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 »

Recently I flew to Athens from Heathrow Airport.  Having looked at all the available options, I chose to take the evening flight to Eleftherios Venizelos Airport, which leaves at 22:15 and arrives in Athens at 04:00.  I chose this HUGELY inconvenient flight as I needed to be in Athens on the following morning, and the flight that leaves 6 hours earlier was £400 more expensive.  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 »

First order of business when I got back from Athens was to renew my passport.  I looked online at the requirements and whether or not I could do it online.  There is an online service, but it seemed quite complicated and also takes 6 weeks, and it just seemed easier to do the whole post office check and send thing. Read the rest of this entry »

The trip to Athens went as I expected.  Mum was home from hospital when I got there, and seemed in good spirits. The only unfortunate thing was that Mum was occasionally uncomfortable.   We got a call on Friday telling us that the preliminary results were good, so we were relieved and happy going into the weekend.  We saw a lot of family at the weekend with nephews, nieces, cousins uncles and aunts stopping by to see Mum.  The best thing about it was that all this took place in 22 degrees centigrade, which after London’s biblical weather, was just what I needed. Read the rest of this entry »

Two weeks ago, I got a call from my Dad’s mobile.  For most people, this would not be a big deal.  When I saw the missed call however, my heart plummeted to my shoes and loitered waiting for everything else to join it.  Dad really never uses his mobile unless he isn’t with Mum and/or trapped under something heavy.  You see to call my Dad merely technologically challenged, is like calling Kanye West a bit full of himself. (I once told him he needed an app to do what he wanted to do and he told me he wasn’t tired).  I missed the call because I was having my legs waxed and getting off the frankly rickety table without endangering my life, the life of the lady who waxes my legs and the downstairs neighbours’ lives should I fall through the floor of my apartment complete with massage table (circa 1980) and a large vat of hot wax and land in their living room means that any movement that happens on said table is slow and measured.  By the time, therefore, I had slowly made my way to my handbag, my phone had rung, the call missed and a message left. 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 »

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 »

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