Gloriously sunny. Actually too hot in the sun, though the official high is 20, but nobody is complaining. We join the Norwegians down at the Fort Pub, between the old fort at the beach end and the mosque. The Norwegians say they meet there every Saturday for a drink and the cake baked for the occasion by the pub's cook, Androula. There are in the end about 30 of us, pretty much the same as the crowd on Green Monday, and Tore has brought his accordion again. Have a good laugh when the proprietor takes my money and says "takk" - Norwegian for thank you. A Greek speaker talking to an anglophone.Then down the new seaside walkway to the Flamingo, about another to km, to get the painting of Jane's we've been planning to acquire. The art group she belongs to meets at the Flamingo and their paintings decorate the walls until sold. It's very Cyprus and light enough to bring back.
