Tag Archives: holiday
I DID IT!
Yesterday I actually became SSI certified! I have done 6 official dives (plus one in the pool and one which doesn’t count because it was mainly exercises) and I passed my theory exam. I have seen ghost pipe fish, scorpion … Continue reading
A not entirely relaxing massage
Six days ago I arrived in Tacloban. It was a chaotic but brilliant few days, revisiting some of the people we worked with last year and being at Mama Pat’s 80th birthday. (Mama Pat was woken at midnight for her … Continue reading
It’s raining chaos
I go on holiday on Friday. I’m usually really organised about this sort of thing, but something has gone wrong this year and I’ve left everything right to the very last minute. This is resulting in a lot of ‘oops … Continue reading
Round and round in circles
Things keep going around in all different sorts of circles at the moment. Earlier this week I blogged about post it notes, the next day Facebook reminded me that exactly a year before I’d blogged about…post it notes (I’m thinking … Continue reading
Greek animals great and small
This time last week I was in Ithaca. My body is back in the UK – I know this because of things like the sudden drop in temperature and the number of e-mails I’ve got through this week. My head … Continue reading
A deserted Greek house
I’m not keen on walking but I do love it when, like today, I find a deserted house. This is the ghird year I’ve found one, making us think that when people die here, their houses are left intact and … Continue reading
Holiday daftness
Tonight as we walked to the local taverna, I said I’d buy and write some postcards after dinner. ‘Don’t buy any stamps’ dad said ‘I have three with me.’ Last year I bought postcards, added stamps and before I wrote … Continue reading
Adventures at sea
Last year, despite being a sea sick sort of person who couldn’t snorkle because I don’t like getting my face wet and don’t like sea water drying on me, I went on an all eay snorkelling trip. This year, despite … Continue reading
It’s not all relaxing…
…ok, it is really. But I’ve not forgotten the owls and today was owl marathon day. I started on the beach, receiving odd looks from two elderly ladies taking their morning dip when I pulled out my wool and crochet … Continue reading
A gentle walk
Today Mum and I went on a gentle walk. Mum was sure she knew where she was going…she demostrated this by telling me to turn right while holding her left arm out. I should have known it wasn’t going to … Continue reading
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