Saturday 5th May 2012

Man fishing in Kyrenia (Girnie)

Blue skies nothing but blue skies.  At last the weather has returned to sunny and clear blue skies although a gentle to strong breeze kept temperatures in the low mid 70s.

After a break of a week it was back to bowls with a very low turn out of members due to most playing in a Charity Match, similar to the one recently held at our club.  This time it was held i the Paralimni area.  With two games to play, for the first time Lillianand Iwere drawn in the same side for both games.  The first an exciting 7-7 draw (you don’t get many draws) and the second a fine 14-5 win.  We both bowled a lot better than we have of late and it was enjoyable.

We returned home via Kiti where we stopped for me to buy black ground sheeting for lying under the stones and Lillian to call into a TV satellite shop, which had been recommended to enquire about getting more channels.  At the moment BBC World News is about the full extent of what we watch as we only have connection to the Hotbird stalellite.  We have beeb told by neighbours from House 4 that if we are tuned to Nilesat there are more ‘free to air’ channels in English.  We will see when the ‘man’ comes on Monday.

With the warmer and sunier weather Andrew and Eve are sitting in the garden reading and catching the rays.   We join them for the rest of the afternoon switching between sun lounger and hot tub, although I make one journey to the beach to get yet another two bags of white stones to place under the plants under the pool wall.  Have no idea how many stones we have collected but it is certainly in the thousands.

A strolll into the village early evening with a meal together in KoKos and then into the Cottage pub to watch the Cup Final Chelsea v Liverpool.  Surprisingly there seemed to be few Chelsea supporters in the pub, where it was obvious they were Liverpool all wearing red shirts.  One lady, a scot said she was supporting Liverpool as it was nearer to Scotland than Chelsea!  We exchange halt-time SMS messages with son Steve who is at the match.  He is a happy bunny with Chelsea leading and a seat on the half way line.  I know how it feels to be there to see your team win and remember very clearly Ipswich’s great victory in 1978.  I was there.  Something we have little hope that it will ever be emulated.

From the pub it is back home, chats and more drinks.  We go to bed having enjoyed the day but knowing we will pay for ‘excesses’ in the morning.