Second day of showers, but in all fairness these are the only rain days since we arrived, and predictions are for sun after this. So a reading day, or so we think, until Maggi answers my text suggesting coffee on the next conveniently sunny day by phoning to say that she's in town and can drop in more or less immediately. So pleasant plan B - with Cyprus brandy and nachos and mini spanakopetas - the ultimate healthy diet - and lots of conversational catch up. While we're talking the rain intensifies, becoming torrential. We can see cars plowing through the flooded street below, leaving a wake behind. M is philosophical - it's warm and she'll wade to the car - but an hour later when she leaves the water has found the inadequate drains and the street is wet but quite passable.
