J takes advantage of surfeit of lemons overhanging the road to make lemon jam. Last year’s definitely a success so high hopes. The lemons are small so it takes a lot of them, but as he points out there are more where they came from. And in fact dead cheap at the store.
The south room looks toward the mountain and is protected by thick fifteen foot high flowering bushes. The only way to see in is from the patio which is only accessible through the flat. Or conceivably by climbing over the wall from Alexander’s patio next door. Not impossible but four to five feet high and Alexander - who would in any case knock on the door - is currently in Russia. Or, alternatively by entering the third flat and climbing over two walls. Which is obviously what someone had done yesterday, leaving me decently clothed and all but astonished when a young man waved and then introduced himself as a surveyor from the municipality. Pleasant chap, but surprising.