Friday, January 6/2016

Feast of the Epiphany, which is in Cyprus an extremely important holiday. There will be a parade to the beach with a marching band and the usual disturbing mixture of icons and vestments with military display - both cadets in uniform and soldiers carrying what I take to be sub machine guns. The bishop (or, judging by vestments at least an archbishop) will then throw the cross from the pier into the water and several young men will dive in vying for the honour of retrieving it. The cross, having been attached to a string, is always duly salvaged, and the day at the waterfront continues with kiosks featurinf ice cream, nuts, helium filled balloons, games of chance, popcorn, etc. 

Usually we go down to see what's going on, but Jane has suggested we come to them for coffee, as she's pretty much confined to base with the lung infection that she had at Christmas, although now with doctor's attention, medication, nebuliser, etc. We're invited for coffee but arrive to find that Bill has made a pasta dish for lunch. Delicious with red wine, sitting out in the sun on their patio. Jane said that the temperature in the sun yesterday was 31 and it's probably similar today. Lots of free vitamin D and good company. 🍷