I have a BIG apology to make.
A little while ago, I received a notification that my blog was
no longer going to be delivered to subscribers via something called FeedBurner
from July. As with most technological things, I tried to ignore it and hoped it
would go away, until I realised that July was almost upon us and I had to do
something about this. There was a list of instructions about how to download the
subscriber details. I needed to click first on ‘Analyze’.
But where was this word to click on? I started to search the
back room of Blogger, browsing the strange terminology. Fallback subdomain. Enable
custom robots (that sounds fun!).
And then purely by chance I clicked on Comments, and found more than a hundred unread comments on my blog posts. Some of them were unwanted advertising, spam, the very reason I’d activated something a few years ago that allowed me to moderate comments before they were posted. But I hadn’t also activated something to notify me of comments that needed moderating. I didn’t know they were there. So many were lovely comments from you, the readers. Some of them, especially around the time I bought my house, almost had me in tears.
Please forgive me – I didn’t mean to ignore you! Some of you
had written lovely things about my books, or about visiting Tilos and seeing me,
or had asked for advice. And I had no idea.
To be honest, I’d stopped posting regularly because everyone
had gone quiet and I thought you weren’t so interested in the blog any more. A
few of you had commented that it was a shame I didn’t blog so often these days…
I still don’t know how I will deliver this blog in the future
as I still haven’t figured out how to download the subscriber details. Perhaps
if you would like to continue to receive it as an email, you can send me your
email address in a message. Otherwise, please continue to check in from time to
time, and I’ll try to keep posting.
I have, of course, been busy, as always – and only partly with
writing and editing work. With the abrupt change to a hot, dry season, suddenly
the lovely wildflowers and long grass that had filled the garden all winter and
spring turned to straw and needed cutting down so as not to be a fire risk. The
head gardener (my mum) then arrived from England, and as if alerted of her presence,
the travelling plant-sellers started arriving by ferry with trucks full of
lovely plants to sell to us.
Moreover, since the new era of freedom began, it’s been
wonderful to travel again, and to have family and friends visiting. Our first trip was to Rhodes to start the process to
convert my residence permit into the infamous Brexit-prompted biometric pass. So
what if the SAOS ship Stavros takes five hours, going via Halki and Symi? It
was a journey, on a ferry! And can you imagine a more beautiful journey, moreover
taking in a coast of Symi that is so rarely seen, with its magnificent cliffs?
And then once we were there, the shops and restaurants were open again...
It was a year and a half ago in winter that I was last in
Astypalea, failing to meet the cheese man. So last week we arranged for people to look after the garden and Fishbags the cat, and took advantage of a
new route on the Dodecanese Seaways catamaran and were on the lovely westernmost
island of the Dodecanese in three and a half hours. Two days later, our return
via the same route looked compromised by a predicted 6 Beaufort, so we took
that as a perfect excuse to stay longer. Everyone on the island seems to be a
dog-lover and the animals are mostly kept away from the village, so Lisa had
some wonderful off-lead freedom too.
And so it was that on Sunday night and into the early hours of
Monday morning, we were trying to catch a little sleep on the hard benches of
the Blue Star Chios back to Tilos, with incessant announcements blaring through
the loudspeakers in some form of torture, perhaps designed to make more people
pay for cabins. All we’d hear was:
Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention please…
Followed by a minute indecipherable gobbledegook. It’s
wonderful to travel, but I think we’ll stay at home for a few days.
