Old Kefalonia


We went to visit a place called Assos yesterday.  Most of Kefalonia was destroyed by the 1953 earthquake but there are ruins dotted about.  This was the stairs to a building that fascinated me and, consequently I took a lot of photos.  There was something eery and sad about it but also something incredibly beautiful.

Home time

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Well, the holiday is nearly over.  We have a final day here but we won’t stray too far from the hotel as we are being collected at 5pm.  So we thought we would have a nice, lazy lunch and a stroll down to the reservoir later for a last minute rare bird photo opportunity and, in the meantime, a catch up on here

We’ve just been listening to the other guests checking out, exchanging contact details and complaining about errors in the bill, which turned out not to be errors.  We are not this sort of traveller.  It’s fine to exchange pleasantries with fellow guests but ‘holiday bonding’ is just not my thing, especially with a bunch of miserable old people who have nothing better to do than complain

We have had a fantastic week here, the staff have been lovely and the hotel is beautiful.  They have provided us with complimentary drinks and extra lifts and I think it’s interesting to note that the other guests have NOT had this privilege!  More about our adventures another time!

I’m afraid my Post a Day has been very lacking but when I get home I will be writing about my holiday and posting up some photos.  It’s been a wonderful week and I don’t want to leave this lovely little island but real life has to kick in again and, apparently, we will arrive just as the mini heatwave has ended.  Ah well, we also had beautiful weather.  And I didn’t have to go to work, so I’m not complaining!

On another note, I received a text message from the personal trainer at the gym I belong to (and which I haven’t been to since March!) asking if I still want my remaining pre-paid sessions with her!  She must have known I’ve just spent a week over-indulging!  I think I’ll take her up on the offer anyway.  Boot camp was far too hard!!

Send in the shirt police!!


The holiday continues and, since we are having a lazy day by the pool and just hanging around near the hotel today I thought it was a good opportunity to update my blog

We had a very good day yesterday down at the beach, 9km of golden sands and unspoilt beach, amazingly quiet and beautiful and very hot

The whole place is very quiet actually and, after a mammoth trek along the beach (well, it was for me anyway) we decided to stop and have a drink before we got the courtesy car back up into our hotel in the hills

Here, we were able to spot the Brits abroad.  You can tell them a mile off.  They will be the ones at the bar with their shirts off (men) and their pasty white flab spilling out of their bikinis (women), men with cans of lager and women usually with small children and a buggy.  Oh, and smoking

Now, call me old fashioned but I believe that swimwear should be confined to the beach or pool.  If you go to a bar or a restaurant, it is only polite to cover up all that flesh.  Isn’t it?

Looking around, everyone else makes an effort to cover up, even if it is just a beach robe.  But not the Brits.  We have to let it all hang out.  Everywhere.  Maybe it’s ok in Benidorm but it just looks so, well, chav……

Obviously, I’m not one of these Brits.  I am far too considerate to put someone off their chips by subjecting them to all my wobbly bits.  And it’s just good MANNERS to cover up, I think

There ought to be SHIRT POLICE

Missing Smelly


The dog has gone on holiday today. He is spending the week with his nana while we go away

He seems to like it, we have no problem leaving him and he never phones us while we are away, pleading to come home

It is very strange here at home without him though

It’s amazing how much a part of your life a dog is

We had nobody to give our crusts to

There was no warm ball of fur for me to rest my feet on while watching the TV tonight

And we had to bark at the ice cream van as it drove past tonight because he wasn’t here to do it

I miss my smelly dog!!!!

Geography is not my strong point


We are off on holiday (vacation to my American readers) on Monday.  I can’t wait!

This time we are going somewhere completely new to us.  So new that we actually thought we were going somewhere else……

Yes.  We decided to go to Portugal this time.  So, we looked it up, picked what sounded like a lovely hotel, nice and quiet, lovely golden sands, blah, blah blah…and booked it

Not really having any idea whereabouts in Portugal we might be staying, we Google Earthed the resort

The ‘resort’ turned out to be a tiny little PORTUGUESE ISLAND just north of MADEIRA which, as we all know is North of the CANARY ISLANDS

Not Portugal at all!!! Nowhere NEAR Portugal in fact!!

Anyway, on further investigation, this little island, Porto Santo, looks delightful – 5km by 9km, unspoilt beaches one side and rugged coastline the other.  And sea.  Lots of sea……

So, off we are going to Porto Santo next week

I am really looking forward to it!