Today stared like any other: pat F on the face, insist on getting my breakfast, supervise watering plants and the doing of Pilates, and then get trotted off to work.
Today however, F forgot we were to be visited by an internal auditor from head office (Luxembourg).
Fortunately the auditor is a fan of felines and more interested in bookkeeping and regulatory compliance than how the office desks are allocated. I raised the small matter of my honorarium but it fell on deaf ears. I did get extra chin scratches, I suppose that had to count for something. And he did take a photo of me and Donkey...which he hasn't absolutely promised will not go in his report. Bother...
I reckon he should be advocating that all offices have a feline overseer to ensure the proper running of things.
As we meandered down the hill towards home this evening we could see a 'commotion gathered around the top of our rickety stairs to the beach. A truck with a 'hi-ab' was extending its bucket out over the ancient walls and we wondered if the stairs had collapsed and someone needed rescuing, so we did what any normal supervisor would do and went over for a better look.
No one dead or injured. Just a couple of teenagers standing on one of the stairs' landings with cameras pointing at them from everywhere (including the hi-ab bucket which was by this stage looming right over them) and lots of useless people zooming around trying to look useful.
What do all those people do on a film shoot? One was standing beside a strange balloon giving off bright light (bright but doesn't compete with daylight). OK so he's the lighting guy. And the rest? What - all 20 or 30 of them? Most are just standing around inside the taped off area with their arms folded, of flicking their hair about trying to look well-arranged. Maybe one fetches coffee. Coffee is important in Greece.
We would really like them to go away because the truck engine is running to work the hi-ab (how does that not come out in the sound track?) and it is making smelly Diesel fumes.
I'm just peeved they didn't see the film opportunities in a Donkey-driving cat.