EASTER SATURDAY 2008

It's turned cold and threatening rain but so far has kept dry. Football has just finnished with a win for Chelsea (Whoopee!). I have dyed 30 eggs red and polished them up ready for tomorrow. There are Easter Cakes in the fridge and the lamb will arrive tonight. The barbecue is ready and George is raring to go with a traditional street feast tomorrow. This will be our family barbecue to which anyone passing will be handed a piece of meat and a glass of wine, and if no-one passes by then we shall just celebrate ourselves (a very unlikely event).

The day was going so well... till... Zouki (my dog) spooked by the fireworks or just sulking because her tea did not arrive dead on 5 p.m. has destroyed the cane frontage to my outside bar. She was tied up to a tree near the bar and obviously got bored and started to scrat at the bamboo. What a mess, thank goodness I am in one of my 'calm' modes, it might have made me very angry otherwise. Well, there is nothing I can do tonight (or possibly tomorrow for that matter because there will be no shop open where I can find a replacement) so thank goodness it is too cold to sit out.

I will not be going to the midnight church service because I am afraid of the firecrackers which the boys throw around, funny, I am not afraid of much but these mini bombs scare the pants off me (and that's not a good thing to happen whilst attending a church service). Hopefully I shall be tucked up in bed with a cup of hot chocolate and a copy of Vogue magazine, gratefully supplied by Vanessa who has them sent from England together with 'Hello' and 'Health' all of which are piled up beside my bed.

As I write George has a noisy 'raki' crowd in his place. I have just taken him the remains of my dolmadas and some chips to serve to his mates.

So, roll on tomorrow and a good Easter Day.

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