Wednesday, March 29/2023

 

Stormy night. Can hear heavy rain at times  but strong winds all night and have to close windows that have blown open. Rain over when we get up but still blustery and can see large whitecaps on the sea below. Wonder whether the blossoms have been blown off the newly blooming trees. 

Had originally planned to go to the weekly market in Girne - the moveable feast that becomes the Thursday market in Gazimagusa, the one we went to regularly and in the end lived beside in the spring and summer of 2022. It ends up in Nicosia at the weekend. Was our source for almost everything three years ago as we came out of extreme lockdown - everything from fruit and vegetables to homemade bread and yoghurt, to sundresses from India and a frying pan.

But today is not an attractive day to be outside even if the rain holds off, and we’re not short of food even if Yowl complains about the standards. Have assumed that the cats would have stayed on the deck for shelter and two of them have but Yowl, always willing to make his life miserable enough to be unhappy, out in the gale until later.

Meanwhile a good day to read books and make soup.