The pooing pigeon has returned and taken the liberty of sitting on the telephone cable, before my very eyes, to produce a huge poo then flying away. Fortunately the poo missed my weather station, falling harmlessly into the adjacent bushes.
I’ve had a visit from Alex today, who has been ‘abroad’ to Gavdos for a few days before spending some time at other coastal villages including Paleochora where he told me he sat on the beach eating chicken and chips washed down with some Cretan red wine. He will soon decide whether to return to Norway for winter or rent one of the Grammeno static vans. I tried to impress on him that winter can somethings have less than optimal weather so he will need a little space to be out of the cold/wind/rain.
He’s gone now to make camp on the beach having looked at my weather forecast for the possibility of rain. I’m going to take all the mutts out and visit him.
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