The world from my window

We left just after three this morning and still they were dancing the night away. Nikos the Greek got through at least eight T-shirts. He pulled them out of a rucksack as if they were the silk handkerchiefs of a conjuror. There was a red one with a portrait of Che Guevara on the front, a Barcelona football shirt and an Argentina shirt with Maradona emblazoned across the back. Our friends' home-grown basil filled the church with its aroma. The village's three tavernas were bursting, the mini-market was busy and the balloon seller had a good night. And the ice cold coke and beer was much-needed on this hot and humid evening. And by the time we had finished with the lamb (nine had been spit-roasted), it looked like a dish Prometheus would serve up for Zeus - just a pile of bones . Now the party is over and that's it for another year. For more videos and photos from our panygyri, visit the Maddie Grigg Facebook page . That's about it. Love Maddi...