Having Sunday morning coffee, with blues cd and wifi newspapers. Story of the morning featuring a robbery at one of Larnaca's little shops, the weapon being a sledgehammer. Jane calls. Bill is cooking liver for Lunch and will we come. A lovely sunny day. Meals at J and B's almost always outside on the patio under the awning, overlooking the park where we helped pick olives.
Discussing the flora as we drink our coffee and someone mentions Harry's redwood tree, grown from a seed Bill brought back from Canada. Said tree now at Harry's cabin - a little retreat he's built from a Finnish kit on some land on the edge of the nearby village of Agia Anna. So off we go to examine same, after Jane has called Ailsa and confirmed that Harry is there now. The little cabin is lovely, all fitted wood. He's done quite a bit of work on it. He's also had a break in, involving the theft of a heavy metal stove and other things - clearly involving a lot of manpower and considerable time, as well as a crowbar. A bit off putting in terms of one's view of fellow villagers.
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