Recently I have been asked on more than one occasion what do you do each day? With the sale of the company that I work for meaning a new line manager who has different priorities and different approaches has made me reflect on what do we do each day when I'm not jumping up every five minutes to spend time on the phone or sitting in front of a computer. The last five days since the last record here is I'm sure what the future brings.
Two bikes rides. Not long but a good route with a mixture of coastal path and across the fields. The farmers are busy as crops change. Wheat and barley have been harvested and the fields are now strewn with lines of straw forming form the crop stems. In many fields this too has been collected and now stands in giant 'swiss rolls'. First crops of potatoe have been harvested and now in some case replaced with corn. Some fields have been ploughed ready for the next. The landscape colour continually changes.
Walks to Faros, down on to the beach and paddle along the waters edge back home. Still stones to collect, red and green figure and are strategically placed around plants in the front garden and now to the side. A trip to the garden centre buys four new plants which take a time to 'grounded' as they replace three plants set along the front wall that don't really earn their keep. Have grown big and the roots are a struggle to separate from the place to which they have become accustomed, but no flowers. Time for a change. A blue plumbago.
A night in the pub. The Cottage to watch the last important football match of the season The Play off final. I go in a yellow shirt as Watford is only five miles from our home which causes a bit of banter with the four ho wear Crystal Palace shirts. Palace win and get the star prize of promotion to the premiership. To think Ipswich beat Palace 3-0 only a matter of six weeks ago. A meal at Pyrgos. Always good.
Friend Hazel, who lives in Northern Cyprus needs to return to the Uk urgently calls and we collect her at the Pyla border crossing and drop her at Larnaca airport. Their car is unwell in the garage and with only a hire car, Geoff couldn't cross the border.
What else? A drive into Larnaca for some food shopping, watch some tele and sit in the sun.
Retirement really does beckon ....... its going to be tough.
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| Recent trip to Cape Greco |
Walks to Faros, down on to the beach and paddle along the waters edge back home. Still stones to collect, red and green figure and are strategically placed around plants in the front garden and now to the side. A trip to the garden centre buys four new plants which take a time to 'grounded' as they replace three plants set along the front wall that don't really earn their keep. Have grown big and the roots are a struggle to separate from the place to which they have become accustomed, but no flowers. Time for a change. A blue plumbago.
A night in the pub. The Cottage to watch the last important football match of the season The Play off final. I go in a yellow shirt as Watford is only five miles from our home which causes a bit of banter with the four ho wear Crystal Palace shirts. Palace win and get the star prize of promotion to the premiership. To think Ipswich beat Palace 3-0 only a matter of six weeks ago. A meal at Pyrgos. Always good.Friend Hazel, who lives in Northern Cyprus needs to return to the Uk urgently calls and we collect her at the Pyla border crossing and drop her at Larnaca airport. Their car is unwell in the garage and with only a hire car, Geoff couldn't cross the border.
What else? A drive into Larnaca for some food shopping, watch some tele and sit in the sun.
Retirement really does beckon ....... its going to be tough.
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