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Mid week, sometime in the late afternoon, when I was lounging around the house wondering whether to take on the all consuming job of soaking the roots of my orchids in water, the phone rang. It was my Kung Fu friend. She was in the neighbourhood and wanted pop in […]
We had our garden dug and prepared for the new planting season since the beginning of April. Normally, we would start planting before Easter. But this year the Greek Easter ambled in leisurely and coupled with the lockdown, we somehow couldn’t find the drive to plant early. Last Saturday, however, […]
This year the Greek Easter has come late… trundling in three weeks after everyone else has celebrated the event throughout the world. Very little has changed since last Easter…we’re still in lockdown, masks etc…no grand festivities in churches… no flocking to villages from cities and towns to be with family […]
We’ve battled hard for our rights…women’s suffrage, women’s empowerment, equality of sexes…chained ourselves to railings, burnt our bras and threw in girdles, curlers and high heels in the pyre…thank God not lipstick…..and here we are now… still trying to shake off the shackles of gender role. For many of us…` […]
Saturday evenings used to be the high point of our week before we were visited upon by this blight. We slogged it out from Monday to Friday and at the end of it, we threw on our glad rags and went out on a spree with our friends, this other […]
Whenever I think about afternoon tea with Mum, it fills me with a deep satisfying sense of comfort. It’s somewhat like when you settle down in front of the TV at night, watching your favourite programme with a plate of comfort food. For me it’s a plate of curried chicken, […]
The winter months had dragged on, and our garden left to its own devices had flourished into a jungle….. a thicket of weeds….. wild and rampant….. bindweeds and chickweeds and oxalis with bees nuzzling greedily into their yellow flowers and stinging nettles and climbers that had climbed and fallen and […]
So we got up in the morning a bit later than usual, it being Sunday. Miu, our cat didn’t come in to wake us up. If we sleep in a little too late, she saunters in and stands by the side of the bed and meows in the intonation of […]
` Ask my mother….I swear I did my homework…. I put it right here’….. He then starts throwing things out of his bag and searching in the outside pockets for his exercise book…. Ask his mother?…. ….NO…OO…. I’m not going down that road again. I could almost guess what she […]
I used to wake up in the mornings in those early years in Crete and sing my lungs out. I belted out songs in English…….whatever popped out of my head…….. from my dad’s favourite singers….Nat King Cole’s When I fall In Love…. Dean Martin’s That’s Amore….Frank Sinatra’s My Way….right down […]