Monday, 23 January 2012

Sunday, January 22/2012

Terrific rainstorm in the night with high winds. Before I open my eyes it seems that there is a bright light. Feels like the sun has come out, but this turns out to be J's bedside lamp. He's stripping the bed, so I inquire. The bed is wet. Takes me a minute, as I'm thinking oh no - it's come to this, but it turns out that the ceiling is leaking in the rainstorm. So basin under the leak and move the bed. By now we're awake enough to open the curtains and admire the storm.

M's moving day and she treks up and down with drawers of cutlery, clothing, etc. She's got permission to take the sofa from 202 with her. It's old and worn, but the one supplied in 302 is vinyl and armless - looks like it belongs in a dentist's waiting room. But, Mr. Andreas says, don't think of doing it yourself. The men can do it tomorrow, or maybe if my friends come by for coffee today....Meanwhile random furnishings are being dumped in 202 as M removes her belongings and we can see that her sofa may turn up anywhere at all. there's a workman who points to his heart as he refuses to help so - spur of the moment - M and I take it up the flight of stairs ourselves. Not quite ready to hire ourselves out, but fairly proud of ourselves nontheless.

Out to the cinema at the Dhekelia base to meet up with Jane and Bill to see The Iron Lady. Meryl Streep brilliant as always. M's a Thatcheer fan - we of course not. Don't know about Bill and Jane.