I have been struggling to upload photos of screenshots from the new webcam, to guide you to my waving site. But Photobucket isn’t cooperating. So, when the time comes, I’ll wave from the corner of the ferry landing, in the sort of elbow joint below the Bourtzi. It’ll be quite a palaver - with camera shots changing every 20 seconds, and there being at least six different views, I reckon I’ve got to wave like a complete plank for two minutes none stop to be sure I’ve shown on camera.
I'll tyry to get a doctors appointment sorted, even though I'm feeling fine atm
Listen, I’m really sorry I’m well behind with daily reports. It’s a combination of can’t be so rude as to be ipadding in company, together with a bad shoulder which makes any position difficult and extra difficult sitting typing. I’m at the pool now and will give it a try again.
So, Sunday 8th Sept. A day of rest. Another lovely peaceful walk to the beach - it makes you believe everything’s well with the world and Brexit has gone away into oblivion and Boris has resigned and been elevated to the Lords. Once again it was a late start and we conclude it’s because daylight arrives much later - Sunrise is officially around 7am, but we’re behind a hill, so it’s later. Beautiful calm sea again, skittery fishes, the Taverna man caught a couple of fish on his handline. A solitary black swan stood on the waterline on one leg for the whole time we were swimming, ignoring all the people walking along the shore who had to walk round it. A magazine lady came and the man took lots of photos of her standing in the shallows with her flowing see through thing draped at angles and her head tilted this way and that.
Looked at Byzantium on the way back because some people were up, but I don’t know what Tommy and Andrew look like. There were a couple of guys with blonde hair sitting together, but I didn’t see my way to bothering them.
Afternoon swim to prove that the pool is colder than the sea, then evening meal at Ratatouille. There was a report on Facebook giving them a slating, so we wondered, but needn’t have worried, it was just as good as ever. Vera had what she considered the best moussaka ever and I had pork chop and my plastic teeth managed to cope. Sorry, it’s too long ago to remember how much it cost, but it was well within our expected budget, probably about 35E.
Another ‘late’ early swim, again with the world set to rights by the stroll to the beach. Calm sea, happy fishes and a Taverna young man caught five fishes with his handline.
Whilst Vera checked the sales prices of things, I went to the Town Hall and visited the computer man. I’ve already spoiled the surprise by announcing previously that he has the clock tower webcam up and running, so I can only say he recognised me before I could open my mouth and gave me the links for the camera. I felt quite privileged - I know it’s de riguer for hoteliers and shopkeepers to master the art of remembering customers so him doing it with me was a great surprise.
Regular gyros at Nikos Taverna, but Vera has switched to fresh fruit salad - it’s enormous and if only I didn’t so much like the gyros I’d have it myself. Booked our trip on the Agios Nikolaos boat for Thursday, waving gig in Skopelos - I’ll post times when we get under way and if Kev thinks a bogus doctor’s appointment is excuse for not watching, he’s heading for adverse feedback.
We still haven't managed to catch Katerina’s bus.
For the life of me I can’t remember what we had in Sunrise Taverna, but it was good or maybe it would have stuck more in my memory. The price was obviously in our range, and I think it might have been the cheapest yet.
Tuesday 10th. Last minute change of plan when we got back from the beach - sorry, nothing to report because we decided to have another day in. So just a little narrative stuff.....
The weather has been perfect, never a chill, never a blistering heat, and the sea on our early swims absolutely cooperative for my gentle sculling up and down the beach. We have seen the magazine lady and her photographer a few times (no, she’s not magazine and he’s not a photographer, just a lady who likes to pose and a man who encourages her with his iPhone). And there’s always a ty foo person or three with arms moved slowly, with ecstasy. There was even one man who prostrated himself in front of the one leg stance black swan - it never moved or spoke Swanish and we didn’t have the nerve to ask if his prayers were answered. I just hope he was doing his bit to stop Brexit.
Tuesday morning I did take my iPhone intending to make photographic history with a shot or video of the skittering fishes, but they always skittered where I wasn’t pointing, so I got nothing! I did take a short video of a man feeding some fish, but it was quite unimpressive.
One addition to Tuesday. Due to lounging all afternoon by the pool bar, I walked a little unsteadily to Vareli Taverna for evening meal. That’s no problem, but I found myself unable to eat my share of the mixed grill for two. Vera considers wasting food a sin close to sinful, so I lost all currently acquired brownie points AND picked up a few days’ worth of black marks to keep me on the straight and narrow for a while.
Hurray, thanks to Threeresa’s information, I spotted a pink head on the way to the beach this morning. It had not been pink yesterday or previous viewings. So I waved and shouted Tommy and he came over and we got acquainted. Apparently the pink had faded at first sight of the pool and he had temporarily blonded it. But last night redid the pink. We waved again on our return walk and he pointed us out to Andrew.
I set my alarm for early rising this morning, as we still haven’t done sunrise rising. We needed to do the swim early and set off at 7am to get back for an early bus because Vera booked herself a nail do for 11am in town. So Tommy must have been up and about at the same time as us. I didn’t ask them to do feedback, by the way.
Our first ride on the tall, thin happy man’s bus and he greeted us effusively - a lot of passengers were impressed.
Being a little bit early, we sauntered down Papadiamantis street and went into the nails shop 15 minutes early. They said it would take an hour, so I went off and bought a pack of beers to share with a group of men who sit by the cinema entrance. All but one of them promptly disappeared and he wouldn’t drink because it was too early. I’m not a drinker, so I just drink when I fancy one and don’t have principles over it. So I drank mine and Makis took the rest to the fridge in back of his shop for later. I was only two gulps down when Vera arrived, saying they told her she was booked for half past. I was there when it was booked and it was for 11. So we had to go back again half an hour later and I couldn’t pass the waiting time drinking a beer because I’d already had one! Vera had already used up some waiting time when she noticed some spectacular sale prices somewhere on the way to pick me up.
Lunch in Nikos Taverna is a fixture in our calendar, then up to the Bourtzi for after dinner drinks (they call it dinner up north, lunch dahn souf).
Favourite Taverna Jasteri tonight. Vera had kalamari and I had sea bass. Totally delicious. Liniment cream on my shoulder and off to bed, g’night.
REMINDER - waving from Skopelos day tomorrow, don’t let the side down. I’ll be wearing a very blue t-shirt.
Right, anybody there? Bob’s up but he’s not reliable for waving.
Oh Dennis, that's a bit harsh. I might just have to remove you from my Christmas card list - oh, just remembered - you're not on it. As it happens, I watched your departure using the new webcam. I did expect to see you waving the Ensign in the stern (that's the rear for you inlanders). As it happens, I will be available to observe you and Vera reprising your waving, but it would help if you narrowed the time down a bit. I'm now off to watch your ferry arriving. Have a great day. Bob
It’s OK Bob, I shall give a forecast wave time and will stay at the wavery to take a selfie. Probably live camera at the far end first, then the ferry view one shortly before we leave. I’d say we’re not going to land until 11:15/9:15, then a nice snack, then waving duty.