Out for dinner with Jane and Bill, Ailsa and Harry. This time meze at the AEK sports club, the initials standing, I think, for a Greek football team. Certainly there's a soccer game playing on the tv. Screen largish, but behind me. Odd comments from those at the other side of our table who can see the largish screen suggesting that those faking injuries could well dive for Cyprus. Good meal, and far more than enough of it - Plenty of leftovers for A and H's dogs and cats. Extremely noisy, as in most Cypriot restaurants, and not particularly down to the football game. Greek speakers simply do, disproportionately, talk loudly. Never had the benefit of Kieran's pre-school teacher explaining about using the indoor voice.