This is an example of cycladic art 'sculptured' many years ago by a friend of a friend. It has suffered a fall as you can see but I still love this and it graces our entrance way (along with the plates in the wall). This figurine is typical of those found in diggings dating from 3000BC on the islands of Naxos, Paros and Amorgos (islands in the cyclades).
I did a sharp u turn to take a photo if this. It's a classic. Once upon a time all menus had one or two hilarious translations (grilled lamps for lamb chops) but nowadays most tavernas have children who speak english or know how to google. I wonder what is expected of the poor old tradisional cousin, an arme and a legg? I should not mock, my mistakes in greek are much worse. 'Cuisine' is a french word, maybe that's what bamboozled them. On a second board they have taken another 'stab' at the word and come up with 'coysin'.
Goats. These ones roam free all day but as the sun goes down they return to the pen all by themselves so their owner can milk them. We have had a rogue herd around us for the last few months. They come in the night and eat anything hanging over or poking through our fence. They have ruined Vaso's olive trees, scrambling up the trunks and gnawing away all the lower branches. The bigger billy goats with huge horns a metre across have trampled all her dry walls, broken down fences and made her cholesterol soar sky high. They have damaged our english neighbour's citrus trees and left droppings all over the terrace. Rumours are that another 'rogue' has penned them up. Good on him if it is true. He lives down near the sea where one day I almost ran into the leader of the goat-gang on the beach. Even though he looks so fierce with his huge horns and long shaggy coat he was quite shy and had disappeared by the time I got out my camera.
Cleaning the greens. Three times they are dunked in fresh water or until the rinse water is clear with no dirt in the bottom of the bowl. With the first rinse it is also best to add a little vinegar. Some say the vinegar helps the dirt fall off the leaves, others that it kills any little bugs clinging on for dear life. Whatever the reason it sounds to me like a good idea.
Saturday
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Yesterday didn't bring in much in the way of comments about my trip to
Sheringham with the girls. Thank you again to those who did leave a
comment and ...
Saturday morning
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I take pictures with my iPhone with one click, sometimes it turns out well
and sometimes it's less like these pictures.
The bougainvillea that takes ...
A 9/10 croissant .
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Some 'red squirrel' wall art in a Glasgow car park.
A quick Google search shows there are a total of 185,000 students in
Glasgow. This seems improbably ...
April yellows
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Eastern France is shivering this week. And here in western France we are
also feeling chilly. The good news is that we haven't yet had temperatures
down to...
Some nearby sights
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Brighton isn't just The Royal Pavilion, The Lanes, and The Pier, just
outside of Brighton, on the other side of The Downs, are all sorts of
treasures, i...
Friday April 19, 2024
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Just a quick post to let you know I’m still alive and kicking. The rain
stopped and the sun is trying to break through. Here are moments captured
from m...
IS IT WET?
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*EVERY SINGLE MARKET DAY, the first thing I do is look out the window, to
check on the weather.*
*Today will be no exception.*
*I've looked at the weat...
Drivers just wanna be first........
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This is my signature meme for drivers, haha. I remember drivers
ed....we've seen the consequences on the highway and streets when people
tailgate. Bu...
Letterboxes
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My mother and her relatives were prolific letter-writers. So was my
father, although his letters were either to my mother, when he was working
away, or...
Chocolate Mudcake
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No 38 - Mudcake
While I was as University I worked nearly full time 5 nights a week in a
local restaurant. The owners were head cook and maitre d' toge...
A Walk In The Woods
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Now is the time of the illuminated woods.......
when every leaf glows like a tiny lamp.
~ John Burroughs
Oak trees come out of acorns, no...
Getting stuff done
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Yesterday I planted some of the bulbs in these two pots. They already have
some growing and others just pushing through. My aim is to try and have
somethin...
CHRYSANTHEMUMS
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I always have a vase of flowers in the house, usually on the dining table
and pick them from the garden. This week at the Growers' Market I noticed
some b...
In memory of George
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In 2007, a 9-year-old Jack Russell Terrier called George died after
protecting 5 local children from an attack by two pit bulls. He was given a
posthum...
Books 7-11
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A Friend of the Family by Stuart Field
Families are dying. No matter how hard DCI Platt tries, he's not seeing a
pattern; not even after his own wife a...
Sinking of the SS Ventnor
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The SS Ventnor leaving Westport in 1901
The SS Ventnor was built in Glasgow, Scotland in 1901 for Gow, Harrison and
Co as a British cargo steamship. Her le...
Nothing goes to waste
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I had quite a lot of fabric left over from the re-covered chair (I ordered
extra to allow for any mistakes!) so I decided to make a couple of
cushions. ...
Going Into Recess
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Have you ever felt that sometimes your life has turned a corner? Or, as my
uncle used to say, started a new chapter in the book of your life?
After r...
Catching up!
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Oh dear, nearly six months since I last posted a blog. It is not that I
have been bothered to write to you. Oh no. It is because words have been
absent ...
Mincemeat and Quince
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The days are getting shorter and the trees are beginning to shed their
leaves. The quince tree has done magnificently this year. The fruit
enormous a...
I write. I create. I observe and record my life, after 40 years, in Greece. I love to create either with my handy craft, cooking or writing. Freeform always. Keep it simple, keep the interest, make it useful. I write about my garden sometimes, my grandchildren and the different culture and traditions. My New Zealand up bringing was so different from this way of life that I do truly feel like an alien at times. Greece is home but so is my kiwi 'homeland'. I am a citizen of both and an alien in both.
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