Give Me Money…
(…that’s what I want.) Franc, one of the deputy-heads here, drove us to the local shopping mall to buy local […]
Shopping
(I can’t get no-oh…) fridgeration
It was the last straw… our long life milk had turned to yogurt and I only realised as I poured the gloopy mess
Reflections VI – Mallingering
Shopping malls are very big in South Africa, both literally and figuratively. For some sections of the population, they are
Evergreen
Just two or three doors down the street from our apartment block is the Evergreen. Unlike most of the bars
Shopping list
In many ways, food shopping on Lesvos throws me back to how it was in the England of my childhood,
Barber shop quartet
I needed a haircut, so took myself to Vintage Cuts, a modern salon right next to the Mousiko café. I
Moving on up
The only thing I know about the political situation in Greece is that economically they have been (and may remain)
Festival time
This evening, a small group of us volunteers trudged up the hill to the Castle to attend a music concert,
July 24th 1981
Were awoken early by the junior van Groenou’s, as we were going shopping with Meher. Breakfasted, then away. Dropped off
July 30th 1981
As usual, not a very active day. Up at a reasonable hour, breakfasted, then drove in to Hayward with Meher
August 22nd 1981
Steve managed to wake the household by playing c + w music thro’ the house intercom system – enough to
August 28th 1981
This time when we arose there was a mystery awaiting us – the car had gone. Had Chickie gone off