The way I see it.

So, here’s the thing, I’ll write the words first but if the pictures don’t download, I’ll just post the text.

The island was not visible as we left the harbour at Sivota on the ferry. Ferry is actually rather too grand a word for the vessel, which transported us. At a rough guess there were about twenty of us and with our luggage that kinda was it and the boat was full.

As we drew closer, out of the mist, Paxos began to emerge. We have now been to the island some ten times in all, I guess. It was one of our very early first Greek adventures and if you believe a lovely fisherman and bar owner in Lakka, one Diogenes Apheregliss, known to us a Theo, all those years ago it is the place that our first daughter Laura was conceived. We returned there many times but when we arrived for our yearly visit, one year, Theo quickly did the maths and declared Laura a Paxos girl!

We calculated once, a while back, that if all the years we had been on earth, if you added all our holidays in Greece together i.e. a week here, a fortnight there; we have spent over a year of our existence on this wretched planet in Greece. This to me is the most beautiful thought you could possibly have. We have always left a little bit of us behind on this particular island, don’t ask me why but it just captures your soul. So as it slowly came more into vision and sharper from the very tip of the boat, I began to feel just a little tear of happiness filling my eyes. Silly old goat I hear you cry, but emotionally this wonderful place always gets to me and I begin to wonder if this is now sentimentality looking back at lost youth or the concrete fact that no one gets out of here alive and I will eventually be robbed of the joy of this place.

Mary looked delighted to be back and the crossing was as calm as a mill pond on a summers morning. So we got in the smallest hire car ever invented, found the villa, and rushed down into Gaios for dinner. A Greek salad, courgette balls (😱), spag.boll and chips. We know how to live! Beer for Mary, Rose wine for me €33, which I didn’t thinkΒ was too expensive; of course you may know better but it tasted delicious.

B.A., so sorry and I know it was free but the meal on the plane was truly, truly un exciting. ✈️

Thanks for reading (touch of the two Ronnies here) the blog on the day after it happened. Today is Monday all the above happened on Sunday. And today not much is happening at all.

Thank you for reading,

Malcolm & Mary 🍴🍻🍹








We made it!

It was a flight, a coach journey and a ferry all in one day. We arrived in Paxos, always when we have come here you fly to Corfu, ferry across to Paxis and that’s it. Not this time. Fly to Prevesa, coach to Sivota and then ferry to Paxos. Who cares we are here.

Basically this connection hates uploading photos. So I shall work on this later with my little Vodaphone white box. For now all ?I need to say is the villa is lovely, great meal last night, my electric toothbrush doesn’t work. So all perfectly normal!

more soon M & M πŸ‰πŸΊπŸ‡¬πŸ‡·πŸ‡¬πŸ‡·



It’s getting worse!

So conformation from the laptop repair people most data lost. Pictures, documents etc. Mary had a small incident with a cup of hot coffee last week. A visit to the surgery yesterday confirmed her worse fears, she is not allowed to swim on holiday as the wound is still weeping. As snorkelling is her favourite holiday past time she is mortified, upset and not a happy bunny.

Oh dear. Bring on the food, the Ouzo and the wine! The only way is up.


Fingers are heavily crossed that it dries up before the end of the week. And the scene above may be repeated.


Way to go!

M & M πŸ·πŸ·πŸΊπŸΊπŸ‰πŸ‰