Sunday, January 8/2016

J wakes up in the early hours to find that the rain has worked its way through the ceiling, this being the top floor, and is dripping slowly but relentlessly on the foot of his bed. Not soaked, so bed moved, tub placed under drip, and we double up in my single bed - cosy but adequate. Mr Andreas apologises profusely in the morning- but he can't do anything until it's dry. Of the four hotels that we've stayed in for a season or more in Larnaca, three have developed ceiling leaks. Elsewhere, in the whole of my life, I've experienced one ceiling leak. Rains all day, so the when it's dry bit won't be soon. Our wettest winter?