In the little periptero (corner shop) beside the hotel buying a litre of milk. Ahead of me at the counter is a young woman, blonde hair contrasting with tan of a depth available only in the most carcinogenic of tanning salons, giving the effect of a photographic negative. Very brief black shorts and tiny strapless black top, covering not very much. Shoulder decorated with large butterfly tattoo, though. It's early evening - temperature in the mid teens. Make up definitely not designed for daytime, or civilian life in general. Large patches of very deep rouge and enormous kohled eyes with arcs of blue and silver eyeshadow reaching the brows. Unable to decide whether likely break is from stage, night club or brothel. Perhaps local pubs much racier than we knew.
Jane and I, rather more decorously attired, off to a U3A club sponsored dinner at Bennigan's. About thirty people there. Friendly, relaxed, and chatty. Ribs with Guinness sauce, melting off the bone, go nicely with pint of same - or in Jane's case wine. German and then British football games on the screens. Meet couple from Canada - he from Alberta? and she, Leslie, forcibly removed from England to Weyburn area at age 13 when family emigrated, as she recalls it. Now retired and living in Cyprus.
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