Why Fridays? Or is that just a question of the blogs we read? Once a month (if we keep up this linky business) we have to choose, OR put up two posts and pretend one is Saturday, OR pretend that Saturday is Friday.
Driving Donkey to work has developed a little routine -
- say "good morning how are you" (in Greek, all this is in Greek by the way), to the elderly lady shuffling down the hill to inspect the flowers in the garden. She always chats about the flowers. (She planted that dreaded cactus.)
-wave to the guys in the carwash place.
-greet the girl putting out the chairs at the little steki (snack place/restuarant)
-get petted by the lady outside the convenience store and make the guys in the tyre shop beside her laugh
-stop for a exchange of greetings with the proprietor of the Arvazo cafe. He is my biggesst fan, and even kissed me one day. Yuck!
-dodge the kids at the bus stop
-get stopped for pettings at two more cafes, and exchange greetings with the lady at the Red Forest cafe
-throw off some cheerful good mornings (or good week, good month - they are all valid greetings in Greece on the appropriate days) to the guys running the competing side by side parking lots just before work, and
-greet the concierge
Today seemed all wrong... no lady to chat about flowers, the carwash guy was directing a customer to park their car. Instead we exchanged greetings with an old guy we see sometimes, carrying his morning purchases home. He shuffles so slowly you need time lapse photography to see him move. The owner of a new shop selling cleaning products greeted us cheerfully. We greeted the baker standing in his doorway beside the steki, but the chair girl was nowhere to be seen. The convenience store lady was behind her counter and the tyre guy checking tyre pressures for a customer. Instead the old guys waiting outside the undertakers waved (!), and our biggest fan rode past on a motorbike (who is running his cafe?). We said kalimera to an old boy sitting on his own, swinging beads back and forth, outside the 'home-cooked-foods' restaurant (meals €4), and he looked surprised, and had to by-pass the Red Forest because a bloke was using a contraption to clean windows overhead and had the sidewalk cordoned off.
And the point of all this is....
.... that today was so different that on the way home F ran down the hill just before our place, holding her hat in one hand and trying to control Donkey with the other, and there we were with me hanging over the front with my feet on the accelerator, and us going fast and laughing because we were BOTH 10 years younger. (and that is the fiction)
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Oh, to be 10 years younger! What a wonderful dream.....
ReplyDeleteAt least my ride is more upmarket than it was 10 years ago.
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ReplyDeleteMOL.... oh Tigger... if only it were that easy to turn back the clock!!! I love your morning routine. Routines are only appreciated fully when the get the occasional disruption. Everything will be back as it was tomorrow, or the next day ... and there is nothing wrong in joining the two linkies together you know! Hugs and whiskeries, YAM-aunty xxx
Dear YAM-aunty we could do a two-in-one but that would require F to think too hard about fiction based on our nature observations and actually plan something not work related. This week we had the additional stress of Greek taxes and pressure from a moving company to get them a bunch of info on what and when we move. We've been told a new person starts on 1 Sept, but new people don't provide instant relief - they need training time yo be planned into the work schedule. I might have to do the training while F keeps stoking the boiler. Fz and Pz Mr T
Delete10 years makes a HUGE difference. Your morning routine to work is what I would love to do, that is an outing to be and preferred over walking in woods or beaches. I love meeting/greeting strangers if not crowded and seeing the same ones over and over. Tigger, ask F to make you one of those Ribbons that Ambassador's wear, because you are a super duper Ambassador of Happiness
ReplyDeleteI'd love to be 10 years younger, Tigger sounds very popular and I"m not surprised, he's a handsome fellow
ReplyDeletePeople seem amazed that I am very 'zen' about it all.
DeleteIt would be nice to go back ten years. But only the health part
ReplyDeleteTen years ago I didn’t have my granddaughters and I’d miss them terribly
I don’t even mind the wrinkles.
Mostly we don't mind being older, but i do still like going fast and that doesn't happen so often these days.
DeleteI see Yam mentioned a 2in1 post - and I’ve seen others who do just that but somehow it takes away the emphasis of both of them. Posting separately on the same day gives meaning to each of them
ReplyDeleteTodays story had me wanting to relive crazy days I had with furry friends - the flowery post had me hoping it isn’t too long before spring puts in an appearance
Take care dear Tigger
You’ll soon be surrounded by packing boxes and saying goodbyes instead of hellos
Good point - I LOVE cardboard boxes.
DeleteYou sound as though you live in a small village not a big noisy city. I suppose you have made your own village. Catopolis. Or Ano Kato Tigger Hora 😅 That's what I enjoy on the island. A cheery greeting and smile along the waterfront makes my day. I'm part of something
ReplyDeleteF has always maintained that cities are like layers of villages. The people you know are spread out like small town new zealand and the people you don't know are the gardens and paddocks in between. We are the gardens and paddocks in somebody else's village.
DeleteNo desire here to go back 10 years. Blessed with a joyful NOW!
ReplyDeleteWe are equally blessed - but I could enjoy going fast a bit more often
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