Ralph the dog’s philosophical thoughts no. 2
“To pee or not to pee, that is the question”
“To pee or not to pee, that is the question”
Dolorous news from Stavros. My friend, let us call him ‘K’ on account of his name being Kostas, has had his sheep stolen. There are two main suspects: some travellers with a suspiciously ready supply of precisely whatever you may be looking for a on a particular day and a[…]
Life in Corfu is pleasantly bizarre and after a while you find yourself going native and just going with it. I have spent many an evening in my local bar in Stavros, supping a beer or two and chatting away in pidgin French or German. Even occasionally English! It[…]
In between walking gigs, I have been re-walking the Corfu trail, partly to have a look at what has changed since I last walked here and partly to keep up my fitness levels. This picture was taken at the top of Agii Deka. The heavy winter rains have taken[…]
Just a few weeks ago, graceful trails of wisteria were everywhere to be seen but now they’re gone. On such a green and fertile island, however, there are always new joys to discover. Looking round my garden, I found these: the first buds on the grape vines.
Sometimes the signage in Corfu is less than helpful but this remarkable signpost in Arillas on the North West coast took unhelpfulness to new levels. Today we had a break from the Corfu trial and explored the Arillas trail instead. Well worth a visit for the spectacular views.
Everywhere you go, the prospect of Greece leaving the euro is the hot topic. And everyone seems to think it’s inevitable. http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-europe-32620946
Sometimes the muse deserts you and today is one of those days. Instead here are some of my favourite images of Stavros, my home in Corfu. Enjoy!
Oh dear. Ralph the dog escaped from the house and went after some of the local chickens. Seven of them have died from fright so far. And counting. To be fair, he didn’t actually kill them but that is scant consolation as I part with another 10 euros in exchange[…]
Everywhere you look in Corfu during April and early May, you see wisteria. It’s not carefully manicured like in England but artfully wrapped round telegraph poles and even rubbish bins. These pictures were taken in the taverna next to my house; the air resonating with the lazy buzzing of bees.[…]