Mould after the recent flooding. The water came pouring through the walls in the lounge and came in through the ceiling here. The lounge wall is sodden, has some sort of white stuff growing out of it.
Red wine, fish soup and spinach pie
2015 HERE WE COME
We have
snow all along the tops of the hills above Galatas. (the village just across the waters on the mainland) And it is COLD.
The day started off with heavy rain and my son-in-law Kyriakos decided
not to go to work.(Kyriakos runs a taxi boat from the island to the mainland)High winds as
well.No flying dolphin or boat today from Athens
but the car ferry is still working.We
are going down to Elli for New Years eve.Kyriakos (Elli's husband) is doing miracles with duck and salmon.He's cooking tomorrow as well.His mother lives next door to the cheap
german supermarket (LIDLS for those who might have seen it in Europe) so we get
cheap duck and salmon.One up for the
germans - but they still owe 'us' millions from wwll.
Anyway, no babysitting because Kyriakos has the kids so
I don't have to go down the mountain and we have settled in for the day with K's wine from his barrel(red from a cardboard box for me).
The wood burning fire which has an oven on top has already cooked a spinach pie
and I'm thinking of hot cheese bread as well.Our neighbour brought in a plate of xmas cookies - she and her sisters
are excellent cooks and these honey cakes and almond shortbread (Traditional greek ) are
just waiting for me to taste them.She
has decorated the plate with a handful of choccies so all is well.Can't 'do' cold without chocolate.
Kostas has made a big pot of fish soup......and we still
have Kyriako's cooking tonight. I'm stuffed just thinking about it all.
'Someone' won't be drinking too much tonight.The road down is officially closed but
someone (not us) keeps on pushing the signs out of the way and cutting the tape and we
all use the road, because otherwise it's an extra 3 ks.But after the floods the sides of
the road are falling away in places and there are piles of rocks and dirt. This
is why Greece will always be the 'problem child' lol. ps The 'someone' of course will be me. But Elli and I only have one bottle of sav blanc from Marlborough.One bottle between two, hardly enough to wet the larynx.
Up in the Balkans temps are down to -20 ... -10 in northern
Greece and snowing in northern suburbs of Athens.Weather getting better on Saturday and new
cold front coming in on Tuesday.Paul
and Karen, you might just see a totally different Greece - though you suffered
the 'cold of the bears' that time you came in November. Don't think we'll be
visiting the mountain villages or wine tasting.The motorway in the Nemea (which is where I thought we might go to taste
some good greek wine ....oxymoron???) is covered in snow at the moment and the
road waiting to be snow plowed.
If there are no boats when you arrive we'll have to come
round by car.But anything can happen in
the meantime.The sun may even
shine.We need that sunshine now to dry
out the rising damp in our walls.
There is a HUGE FEAR CAMPAIGN been launched by
Wolfgang Schroider (or whatever his horrible name is), all of Europe and the
rest of the world to make us vote 'correctly' in the elections at the end of
January.You can smell the fear (theirs, not ours).Will Greeks vote in a rebel who will bring
Europe to its knees?And these elections
are being held just because this parliament couldn't vote for the new President
who is just a figurehead and no-one gives a damn who he is.We're being taunted again with bankruptcy ,
an economy worse than some povery stricken African nation, being thrown out of
the European union, more pay cuts, no pension payments etc etcBut we've heard it all before, for years now,
before every major decision which affects the economy.Been there, done that.Who do we vote for??Haven't got a clue.
Hope you're all a little warmer than us and a little
drier.HAPPY NEW YEAR.HAVE A GREAT
2015....WITH LOTS OF LOVE, HAPPY FAMILIES AND GOOD HEALTH.
PICKLED OLIVES, RED PEPPERS FROM THE GARDEN
MINI XMAS STOCKINGS - 50 MADE, 20 TO GO
NELS AND ME AT A BAPTISM....HELL, I'M GETTING OLDER
KIDS IN THE STOREROM ABOVE THE BATHROOM
FRIEND YIANNIS, LYDIA, JAMIE, NATALI
Saturday
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I'll try and write more normally this mornng. I have gone back to the old
laptop with the keys that stick because I trust it more for saving my files
a...
PRE CHRISTMAS MARKET
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Woke about 5 a.m. as usual for this time of year and got straight up and
out to the Growers' Market to beat the crowds.
It was pleasant. We bought everyth...
Red color
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A screenshot of my iPhone. It's three forty-four. At night. All the places
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The Houthis in Yemen are still very...
Invisible routines and Christmas music #20
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This morning there's a warship moored in the bay. We're never sure why the
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West Chiltington.
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This quintessentially English thatched house was my parents' last Sussex
home before moving up to Shropshire in the mid to late 1970's (I think).
I love...
The 2024 Christmas tree
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Here's a photo of this year's sapin de Noël. Many of the ornaments are 40
or even 50 years old. A lot of them were gifts from friends who have now
passed a...
tradition
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For quite a few years I had seen on
http://local-kiwi-alien.blogspot.com/
A sailing boat all lit up for Christmas.
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This is Havelock.
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Population about 600 (people)
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Farewell My Friends
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After blogging for nearly six years, I have decided to retire. Blogging
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We went for a saunter around Aldi the other day. This is what J bought me
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Yuletide
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I've been seeing alot of Christmas trees lately. These ones above and below
were seen at Christchurch airport when we were there 2 weeks ago.
And t...
LAST MARKET FOR 2024
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*But do things I must. Like get ready for market at Tamahere.*
*Our last market for the year, thank god. It's been a lot, what with
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Dog & Cat Snot Removal
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I’m tired this morning
Very……
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Today is the only day I’m nothing planned except sl...
Christmas Memories
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Each year as I'm busying myself with the Christmas decorating, my thoughts
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The traditions at Christmas that have stood the test of time thr...
Books 39-44
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The Bone Hacker by Kathy Reichs
Forensic anthropologist Temperance Brennan who, following a series of
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Back
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We went away for a week to a sunnier climate. It was nice, a place we had
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and...
41
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After Noah built the ark, it rained for 40 days and 40 nights. Day 41
came, and the rain stopped.
After Moses committed murder, he hid in the desert fo...
Mangawhai Wharf
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Mangawhai Wharf about 1927 showing the shed where incoming and outgoing
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In 1880 finance was made available for a w...
Japandi Bedroom Makeover
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“Another mural? Are you pulling my leg?”
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Oh dear, nearly six months since I last posted a blog. It is not that I
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absent ...
Professing !
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Actual professing.
There are times when every learned person has the duty of stepping up to
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Internal Garden Monologue
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If you had told me 5 years ago, I would be sitting in a house, at a table
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A Note of Sadness
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One of the problems about getting so involved with these m/s recipe books
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