Life in the Back Streets

This huge fig tree takes up almost all the courtyard of a very small, old house.  I could hear people chattering away over their early morning coffee.  It must be delightful to sit under the fig tree on a summer morning, have complete privacy, enjoy the harbour view and pick figs straight from the tree.  

This is our old house on the left with the small wooden windows.

Daughter lives there now.  They have a roof terrace and a magnificent view of all the harbour and the mountains on the mainland.  

That bougainvillia is absolutely beautiful when in full flower.  Beware though, it's huge thorns are a couple of inches long and lethal

The barber, the grocer, the greengrocer all in a row

The barber has a sign hanging out, the greengrocer has trays of fruit and vegetables but you have to peer in the narrow doorway to spot the grocer's goods.  This is the shop which sells the snails, feta from a barrel and lentils from a sack.

I often follow delivery trucks like this on my way to see the grandchildren in the early morning

He not only drove through without a scratch but did it at speed as well

and this is not the narrowest part of the road

St Matheus, the church of the followers of the oldstyle orthodox Julian calendar which is 13 days behind our Gregorian calendar 

If you don't have a garden then you have pot plants

This was a blaze of colour a week ago.  I waited too long to take the photo

One of the narrow streets, houses on either side.  Neighbours can almost shake hands from across their balconies