Home Again.

As you have probably guessed we've been away on holiday. Three whole weeks in a very sunny Crete. 

I may be be overly cautious but I don't like to post the fact that we are going away even though the planning took many weeks. I have visions of bots programmed to pick up any mention of holidays and sell the information to some criminal network who are going to come a raid our modest home. As we live in a coastal village where at least half the homes are empty for a good part of the year I don't really think it would have been the case but it doesn't hurt to be careful.

This is only going to be the briefest of posts as I'm running on fumes at the moment. We left our apartment at 5.30 yesterday evening (BST) and didn't get home until 10.00 this morning. It's a long journey (taxi, airport bus, plane, another airport bus, airport monorail and three trains) made longer by having to wait for over three hours in Birmingham for the first train to Borth. We dozed for a few hours on the plane which wasn't much and then when we got home we had our Welsh Zoom class which is three hours long this year.

Both our PCs played up at the start of class as they didn't like being unused for so long and then when Peter went to check on the car that also wouldn't start. The battery is completely flat.  The car needs a jump or bump start but Peter is way too tired to do any driving tonight. I cancelled tomorrow's riding lesson so that he can sort it tomorrow after his shift in the RNLI shop.

I've unpacked, got the first load washed and dried and picked almost a washing up bowlful of tomatoes. hardly any had fallen off yet, just a few split due to the very high rainfall while we were away. All the water butts are full and my builders' muck bucket is full to the brim with rainwater.

These are some photos I took when I went for an early morning walk yesterday. I walked for nearly an hour before turning back as I knew Peter would worry and also we had planned another last beach day. 

We stayed in the village of Plaka just round the north-east corner of Crete. Plaka is opposite the island of Spinalonga and is on the right of the photo above with Elounda, a larger port, to the left.

For me I love nothing more than exploring new places, the wilder the better. Not really Peter's cup od tea.

More to follow when I'm a bit more awake.