Monday, January 27/2014

Plan is to meet for coffee after J's beach walk but the forecast is, at best, unhelpful. It will shower but as many suggestions of when as we have weather apps. J leaves with umbrella and I say that I will be on time or not there at all. Plan to go but as I get ready the sky turns black, the drizzle steps up the tempo and thunder and lightning start. J back an hour later, having valiantly gone a mile out of his way to pick up our favourite dense rye bread from Perseus Bakery. He's wet. Well, yes, he says. But not from the rain - it's the Cypriot drivers speeding through puddles with no thought for pedestrians. Bit of xenophobia there? Pedestrians are almost always immigrants, expats or tourists.