Decorated for Christmas. Bits of coloured tinsel, a bowl full of baubles, the picture part of cards from previous years, and
the people - little wooden figures who live most of their lives in sensory deprivation boxes, emerging annually to celebrate Christmas. And there's also our tree - stained glass (well, plastic) blue tacked to the balcony door so the sun can shine through it.
Weather not wintery though. We take the bus out Dhekelia Road to join Jane and Bill for Sunday lunch at Cambanellas. Warm sun, intensely blue Mediterranean dotted with small white sailboats, masses of flowers and all the french windows in the restaurant open. To J&B's after for coffee.
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