Badly behaved grannies in the kitchen, now surely not!! Repeat after me "I have a grey bun, wear rimless spectacles and am a harmless boring old lady" that should sort it out!
I can tell you're already feeling better n&g hope it continues! Hope you get some satisfaction and your dh eye condition gduster good job he's got you on his case. And as for that tile man, condescending or what!
Well off we went for a walk today, in a different direction to earlier in the week, in the warm Cretan sunshine. Turned out it was a much less pleasant walk, as we approached the town we went through what seemed to be a building site where yet another beach development was being completed. We then thought we'd take a detour and ended up in a sort of water park full of pools of various sizes and every sort of slide a water baby could wish for. Of course everyone was dressed accordingly in beach wear, lots of young, lithe and bronzed bodies on show great people watching opportunity And there we were dressed in substantial shorts, functional t shirts, walking sandals with of course a small backpack and by this time looking rather sweaty into the bargain. We must have looked so out of place, I certainly felt it, the old boy was oblivious of course! Well having got in there could we find a way out again, could we heck. After seeing some water slides more than once we eventually found ourselves in a very busy bustling town. Note to self
why didn't I read the guidebook more thoroughly! We decided at that point to abandon the pretence of fitness and take the bus back, getting off a a few stops early to enjoy a drink at the bar near where we spotted the kingfisher the other day. So there we were relaxing, a cooling Mythos in hand, when I spotted him. Off I shot along the foreshore with my camera, in my hasty enthusiasm climbing down a bit further than I'd realised. It was worth it as the beautiful creature lingered on the rocks as he darted along, fishing as he went. Then of course I had to get back up to the path, hip replacement, dodgy knees and all, elegant it certainly wasn't! Back on the path I met my old boy along the way, I'd been out of sight for so long he was worried I'd tripped over it has been known and came to find me, he's a good chap. The waiter in the bar said the kingfisher comes every summer, presumably they migrate somewhere?
Well good wishes to all, especially poorly people and pets and those caring for them. xx
ps that was a stunning sunset soop