People have been gradually drifting away from our little gathering here. This morning there were still 8 of us left, but they gradually left and now there are just Trixi and Yours Truly.
We started off this morning by having another yoga session as dawn was breaking over the island. And we upset the Transcendental Meditation people by doing it on “their” terrace. They must have noticed us do it too because they came down and purified it afterwards but that’s hardly fair to blame it on me. It wasn’t my fault that I forgot a spare pair of socks.
I was slightly distracted this morning anyway. There was a considerable amount of shipping in the strait between us here on Anxios and another one of the Sporadic Islands, Angina, over there. It’s Sunday, the day that one of the outlying islands receives its ferry and this week it’s our old friend the Posidon Hellas that sometimes comes here, sailing out from Piraeus to do the necessary.
We went down to the beach this afternoon. Trixi went for a swim and I read a book. However I did take 5 minutes out and go to the supermarket to buy another big bag of grapes. i’m not at all slow when it comes to demolishing a pile of grapes, but she can certainly keep pace with me in that manner. I wish that I had bought a bigger bunch now.
After a singing session we went for our evening meal. I had aubergine salad for a starter followed by pasta with tomato sauce. I’m being really well looked after here, that’s for sure.
We were however distracted, and for two reasons too.
Firstly, the Posidon Hellas sailed back the way it had come and so I took another photo. That telephoto zoom lens that I bought 18 months ago is certainly doing the business.
Secondly however, one of the feral cats that comes around here scrounging food wandered underneath our neighbours’ table, not realising that our neighbours had brought their dog with them. Of course, it was no contest. The cat was in the tree long before the dog could have done anything about it, but the dog was big and heavy so there were glasses, wine, plates, food and bread baskets all over everywhere.
You have to admit that I’m certainly living the high life here.
