By bus to Mazotos, south of Larnaca to visit Maggi. She’s more or less housebound while her dog, Maxi, recovers from an attack by two larger dogs at the beach ten days ago. Has stitches and is supposed to be staying home and taking it easy, though not easy to explain to a dog. Maxi, who probably hasn’t seen us for two years, is clearly delighted to see Joe. Good memory. Lovely lamb done in the slow cooker. Can (just) see the Mediterranean from the back deck - past the olive trees and the fields. After Magne’s death in 2012 she could have remained in Norway, enjoying Cypriot holidays, or returned to Scotland, instead of which she settled permanently in Cyprus and is now in the process of applying for citizenship. Think it was a wise choice.
When we get back it’s clear that it has rained in Larnaca, though happily not in Mazotos. Go down to pay Kiki part of a month’s rent until we settle on an exact checkout date. Bizarrely, it seems management has told her we’re leaving tomorrow. An eviction we have not been informed of. Trust we’ve been confused with someone else and it’s not an evil portent.
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