Good Friday is a day of mourning. Shops do not open till 10 or 11am, after the church service when Christ is taken down from the cross.
Church bells sound the death knoll all day long.
No cleaning or cooking. Most people will fast today. We will be eating boiled potatoes, tomatoes and olives. And no wine.
Hallejulah. A simple meal for once.
Usually there's a candlelight parade along the harbour at 9 pm. The four big churches all join together followed by almost all the local population, plus visitors, holding candles. There was no parade last year and there won't be one this year. However we are allowed to gather this year outside the churches and the service is broadcast over a loud speaker.
We used to go up to the Monastery where there was not such a crush. However the monks have all had covid recently so I don't know what's happening there this year.
K watches the services on TV, as he did last year, broadcast live from the Patriarchal church in Istanbul .
Good Friday is also a day to clean the family graves, make sure the candle is lit and waft around a little incense.
Films showing on our TV channels tonight
The Passion of Christ
Jesus of Nazareth
Close to Jesus
The Ten Commandments
Regular programmes like MasterChef and Survivor are all put on hold till Monday after Easter.
I staked my tomatoes, washed the front terraces, tidied up the front garden which is my domain. I stripped the bed but can't wash the sheets till tomorrow. Actually I could have done some washing. Even K wouldn't have said anything but I left it, remembering years gone by when I was admonished by my mother in law and her elderly sister for doing some sewing. Times have changed.
I don't mind having one day when I can potter and not have that guilty feeling that I should be doing something else.