Saturday 9 December 2023
Friday 8 December 2023
Greek household glimpses.
Wednesday 6 December 2023
Friday 1 December 2023
Wednesday 29 November 2023
Tuna on a tile.
Friday 24 November 2023
To continue on from the last post.....
If you don't own a dog or are more of a cat person, like me, then big barking dogs are fearsome beasts.
Years ago when we lived in town I used to walk around the smaller island in the morning. On the back road there was a small herd of sheep guarded by two dogs. The sheep were usually found down a small bank near the sea and could only be heard but not seen. Somewhere nearby were the dogs. Every damn time I walked that road they would suddenly leap out at me barking and snarling.
I knew more or less where they were but their appearance was so sudden and so menacing that I almost had a heart attack. I was so angry at being frightened that I would shriek at them and run passed. In the end I stopped walking that way altogether. It was too much for my nerves.
A few of our neighbours have hunting dogs but they are kept under control and are well fenced in. Hunters are not keen on losing a good hound. There's a sweet little white dog called Snoopy who runs free. He barks like mad protecting the house and grounds but will actually wag his tail when approached. He's the epitome of 'his bark is worse than his bite'.
Then there are the other dogs. Big and noisy. Behind fences but free. They follow me along the fence line barking and growling.
Unfortunately there are some on almost every route I take.
My girls both have dogs and I am quite happy to dog-sit them on occasion, and give them back again. They are dogs I know and trust. Unlike the 'strange' dogs I meet or hear on my daily ramblings.
Now for sneakers on powerlines.
This appears to be a worldwide phenomenon.
They've appeared in Beijing, Beverly Hills, Chicago, Spain, Lebanon and now Poros. Australia apparently is a 'hotbed of errant show throwing'.
Wikipedia calls it 'folk sport' and there's a site called 'Shoefiti' that apparently tracks hanging shoes.
Does it mean
-that this is a place for drug deals
-or is it a commemoration of a wedding or the end of the school year.
Scratching of head..??? Ehhhh?
-that someone was just bored and had nothing else to do with their old trainers.
-its simply a prank
-a young guy who lives nearby lost his virginity
-its a form of art
Heavens to mergatroyd, what else will I hear.
The only young boy who lives anywhere near is 10 years old and his idea of fun is doing wheelies on his bike so I'm crossing that off the list.
It's not the end of the school year and no one around here has got married recently.
A place for drug deals?
Beside the rubbish bins way out in the wop-wops?