Anogia - looking towards the snowy mountains |
Katerina, one of our Greek friends from
the “Makers” sessions, organised a trip up to see the snow at
Anogia last Sunday. Once-weekly into Rethymnon for “Making Bees”
with kindred spirits has brought me some very welcome respite from
sick-nursing and floor mopping! Kimon was going to come on the trip,
but then remembered how steep and precarious all the roads and steps
were there, so stayed behind. We had a fabulous morning up in the
snowy sunshine and ate lamb cooked in a special way at one of the
tavernas with a spectacular view of both mountains and the distant
sea. It really helped to lift the winter blues. We all brought back
tubs of galactabourika – a wonderful egg custardy dessert which K
enjoyed whole-heartedly for his tea.
View from Roumeli |
On Monday we went to kind friends for a
very British lunch (including steamed treacle pudding!) On Tuesday I
joined some pals for some retail therapy to a shop called Praktika
near Heraklion. We found a cross between B & Q and John Lewis,
with a small coffee bar at the entrance – so we started the day out
with a cappuccino in the too hot sunshine. The next day, I had to
get up at the crack of dawn to make the annual trip to the IKA office to renew
our books. These are equivalent to Social Security books which grant
equivalent medical treatment to patients as people of the same age in
Greece. As all pensioners get free medical treatment, the books are
very valuable to have and need to be renewed every February.
Therefore, the entire elderly population of Greece queue up every
February to get their books stamped. We were musing over how we
would change this system while we waited with scores of other people.
I was able to do Kimon's for him and it was the usual bureaucratic
bun fight with Cretan ladies masterminding ways to jump the queue.
There were four of us ex pat ladies in a huddle with a pile of books
for selves and hubbies and Margaret had kept a copy of her completed
form from previous years which showed all the workings in Greek.
Your name, your father's name, your mother's name. Date of birth and
residence. My passport had been renewed so I needed to give the lady
a copy of my new passport. Margaret also had a new one and had to go
off to get it photocopied and I just managed to stop the lady behind
the desk fastening Margaret's copy to the back of Kimon's form!!! We
staggered out of the office and sunk down thankfully for a cup of
coffee and a biscuit glad that “IKA Books at Dawn” operation was
over for another year.
When I got back and started getting
logs from the log pile, I was set upon by a very ferocious and dirty
looking cat hiding under the tarpaulin. I realised the poor thing
was dreadfully sick and in agony. Sadly- or mercifully- the cat was dead by
morning and I set about with double rubber gloves, a large disposable
bed pad sheet (left over from hospital) and a woven sacking bag from
which our logs had been delivered to wrap up and dispose of the deceased.
Everyone knows that I am not a cat person, but the poor thing had
been in a terrible state and a neighbour said that he had lost his
cat as well. Poison had been put down somewhere to “kill mice”.
We don't think so. I would have chosen a much more merciful way to
control the cat population and there are organisations which organise
the neutering of village cats. I think I need to find out more about
this.
Thursday and Friday were taken up with
our 'Makers' Session followed by haircuts by one of the ladies who is
a retired hairdresser whilst our energetic Zacharoula turned up on
Friday morning to help in the house. Zacharoula is training to be a
nurse and is working for the organisation Voithia sto Spiti (Help in
the House). She energetically tackles some work to keep the house
clean and tidy and it saves my back a bit. Eventually, I think we
will need to find a proper cleaning lady to do the heavier tasks as
looking after K and myself is harder than it was.
On Saturday, a bag of lemons which had
been looking at me reproachfully for several days went into the
preserving pan. The fruit was so young and the pips so small that
the batch did not gel very well, but K and I are really enjoying our
toast and marmalade in the mornings. Then, Kostas our neighbour,
turned up with 10 lovely fresh eggs. These delicious offerings –
all different colours and sizes - were very welcome for breakfasts
and home made cakes.
Although the house is quite warm in the
mornings, we are not counting our chickens about the future weather,
February and March can still get very cold and wet – so we will not
put away our winter coverings for yet awhile. My portion of the roof
painting has leaked a lot through the bathroom ceiling during the
heavy rains while the main section of the roof tackled by our
fantastic friends from England back in September has stayed dry all
winter. Meanwhile, news reports about flooding from the UK are
horrendous – so we hope that you are keeping warm and dry, wherever
you are today.
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